Psalms 139
139
PSALM 139
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
To the chief Musician,
A Psalm of David.
1O Lord, thou hast me search'd and known.
2Thou know'st my sitting down,
And rising up; yea, all my thoughts
afar to thee are known.
3My footsteps, and my lying down,
thou compassest always;
Thou also most entirely art
acquaint with all my ways.
4For in my tongue, before I speak,
not any word can be,
But altogether, lo, O Lord,
it is well known to thee.
5Behind, before, thou hast beset,
and laid on me thine hand.
6Such knowledge is too strange for me,
too high to understand.
7From thy Sp'rit whither shall I go?
or from thy presence fly?
8Ascend I heav'n, lo, thou art there;
there, if in hell I lie.
9Take I the morning wings, and dwell
in utmost parts of sea;
10Ev'n there, Lord, shall thy hand me lead,
thy right hand hold shall me.
11If I do say that darkness shall
me cover from thy sight,
Then surely shall the very night
about me be as light.
12Yea, darkness hideth not from thee,
but night doth shine as day:
To thee the darkness and the light
are both alike alway.
13For thou possessed hast my reins,
and thou hast cover'd me,
When I within my mother's womb
inclosed was by thee.
14Thee will I praise; for fearfully
and strangely made I am;
Thy works are marv'llous, and right well
my soul doth know the same.
15My substance was not hid from thee,
when as in secret I
Was made; and in earth's lowest parts
was wrought most curiously.
16Thine eyes my substance did behold,
yet being unperfect;
And in the volume of thy book
my members all were writ;
Which after in continuance
were fashion'd ev'ry one,
When as they yet all shapeless were,
and of them there was none.
17How precious also are thy thoughts,
O gracious God, to me!
And in their sum how passing great
and numberless they be!
18If I should count them, than the sand
they more in number be:
What time soever I awake,
I ever am with thee.
19Thou, Lord, wilt sure the wicked slay:
hence from me bloody men.
20Thy foes against thee loudly speak,
and take thy name in vain.
21Do not I hate all those, O Lord,
that hatred bear to thee?
With those that up against thee rise
can I but grieved be?
22With perfect hatred them I hate,
my foes I them do hold.
23Search me, O God, and know my heart,
try me, my thoughts unfold:
24And see if any wicked way
there be at all in me;
And in thine everlasting way
to me a leader be.
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Psalms 139
139
God Knows Everything
For the director of music. A psalm of David.
1Lord, you have examined me
and know all about me.
2You know when I sit down and when I get up.
You know my thoughts before I think them.
3You know where I go and where I lie down.
You know everything I do.
4Lord, even before I say a word,
you already know it.
5You are all around me—in front and in back—
and have put your hand on me.
6Your knowledge is amazing to me;
it is more than I can understand.
7Where can I go to get away from your Spirit?
Where can I run from you?
8If I go up to the heavens, you are there.
If I lie down in the grave, you are there.
9If I rise with the sun in the east
and settle in the west beyond the sea,
10even there you would guide me.
With your right hand you would hold me.
11I could say, “The darkness will hide me.
Let the light around me turn into night.”
12But even the darkness is not dark to you.
The night is as light as the day;
darkness and light are the same to you.
13You made my whole being;
you formed me in my mother’s body.
14I praise you because you made me in an amazing and wonderful way.
What you have done is wonderful.
I know this very well.
15You saw my bones being formed
as I took shape in my mother’s body.
When I was put together there,
16you saw my body as it was formed.
All the days planned for me
were written in your book
before I was one day old.
17God, your thoughts are precious to me.
They are so many!
18If I could count them,
they would be more than all the grains of sand.
When I wake up,
I am still with you.
19God, I wish you would kill the wicked!
Get away from me, you murderers!
20They say evil things about you.
Your enemies use your name thoughtlessly.
21Lord, I hate those who hate you;
I hate those who rise up against you.
22I feel only hate for them;
they are my enemies.
23God, examine me and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24See if there is any bad thing in me.
Lead me on the road to everlasting life.
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