Psalm 139
*To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.
1 O Lord, athou hast searched me, and known me.
2 Thou knowest bcmy downsitting and cdmine uprising,
eThou understandest my fthought afar off.
3 eThou ||compassest my path and my lying down,
And art gacquainted with all my ways.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue,
But, lo, O Lord, hthou knowest it altogether.
5 Thou hast ibeset me behind and before,
And klaid thine hand upon me.
6 Such lknowledge is mtoo wonderful for me;
It is high, I cannot attain unto it.
7 nWhither shall I go from thy spirit?
Or whither oshall I flee from thy presence?
8 pIf I ascend up into heaven, thou art there:
qIf I rmake my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
9 If I take sthe wings of the morning,
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
10 Even there shall thy hand tlead me,
And thy right hand shall hold me.
11 If I say, uSurely the darkness shall cover me;
Even the night shall be light about me.
12 Yea, uthe darkness †hideth not from thee;
But the night shineth as the day:
†The darkness and the light are both alike to thee.
13 For thou hast vpossessed my reins:
Thou hast wcovered me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:
xMarvellous are thy works;
And that my soul knoweth †right well.
15 yMy ||substance was not hid from thee,
When I was made in secret,
And zcuriously wrought in athe lowest parts of the earth.
16 yThine 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.
17 bHow precious also are cthy thoughts unto me, O God!
How great is dthe sum of them!
18 If I eshould count them, they are more in number than fthe sand:
When I awake, I am still with thee.
19 gSurely thou wilt hslay the wicked, O God:
iDepart from me therefore, kye bloody men.
20 For they lspeak against thee wickedly,
And thine menemies take nthy name in vain.
21 oDo not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee?
And am not I pgrieved with qthose that rise up against thee?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred:
I count them mine enemies.
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart:
rTry me, and know my sthoughts: