Psalm 139

Psalm 139

^*To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

¹O Lord, ^athou hast searched me, and known me.

²Thou knowest ^bcmy downsitting and ^cdmine uprising,

^eThou understandest my ^fthought afar off.

^3eThou ^||compassest my path and my lying down,

And art ^gacquainted with all my ways.

⁴For there is not a word in my tongue,

But, lo, O Lord, ^hthou knowest it altogether.

⁵Thou hast ⁱbeset me behind and before,

And ^klaid thine hand upon me.

⁶Such ^lknowledge is ^mtoo wonderful for me;

It is high, I cannot attain unto it.

⁷ⁿWhither shall I go from thy spirit?

Or whither ^oshall I flee from thy presence?

^8pIf I ascend up into heaven, thou art there:

^qIf I ^rmake my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.

⁹If I take ^sthe wings of the morning,

And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;

¹⁰Even there shall thy hand ^tlead me,

And thy right hand shall hold me.

¹¹If I say, ^uSurely the darkness shall cover me;

Even the night shall be light about me.

¹²Yea, ^uthe darkness ^†hideth not from thee;

But the night shineth as the day:

^†The darkness and the light are both alike to thee.

¹³For thou hast ^vpossessed my reins:

Thou hast ^wcovered me in my mother’s womb.

¹⁴I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:

^xMarvellous are thy works;

And that my soul knoweth ^†right well.

^15yMy ^||substance was not hid from thee,

When I was made in secret,

And ^zcuriously wrought in ^athe lowest parts of the earth.

^16yThine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect;

And in thy book ^†all my members were written,

^||Which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

^17bHow precious also are ^cthy thoughts unto me, O God!

How great is ^dthe sum of them!

¹⁸If I ^eshould count them, they are more in number than ^fthe sand:

When I awake, I am still with thee.

^19gSurely thou wilt ^hslay the wicked, O God:

ⁱDepart from me therefore, ^kye bloody men.

²⁰For they ^lspeak against thee wickedly,

And thine ^menemies take ⁿthy name in vain.

^21oDo not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee?

And am not I ^pgrieved with ^qthose that rise up against thee?

²²I hate them with perfect hatred:

I count them mine enemies.

²³Search me, O God, and know my heart:

^rTry me, and know my ^sthoughts:

²⁴And see if there be any ^†wicked ^tway in me,

And ^ulead me in the ^tway ^xeverlasting.