Psalm 139 O LORD, you have searched
me and known me. You know when I sit down and
when I rise up. You discern my thoughts from
afar. You search out my path and my
lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before
a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, You know it all together. You hem me in, behind, and before,
and lay Your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful
for me. It is high. I cannot attain it. Where shall I go from your spirit? Or where shall I flee from your
presence? If I ascend to heaven, you are
there. If I make my bed in Sheol, you
are there. If I take the wings of the morning,
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, Even there your hand
shall lead me, And your right hand shall hold me. If I say,
Surely the darkness shall cover me, And the light about me be
night, Even the darkness is not dark to you. The night is bright
as the day, For darkness is as light with You. For You formed
my inward parts, You knitted me together in my mother's womb.
I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful
are Your works, my soul knows it very well. My frame was not
hidden from you when I was being made in secret, intricately woven
in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance. In your book were written every
one of them, the days that were formed for me when, as yet, there
was none of them. How precious to me are your thoughts,
O God. How vast is the sum of them. If I would count them, they are
more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with
you. O that you would slay the wicked,
O God. O men of blood, depart from me. They speak against you with malicious
intent. Your enemies take your name in
vain. Do I not hate those who hate
you, O Lord? And do I not loathe those who
rise up against you? I hate them with complete hatred. I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my
heart. Try me, and know my thoughts. and see if there be any grievous
way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.