Psalm 139
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
and you know me.
You perceive my thoughts from afar.
and are acquainted with all my ways.
but, behold, Yahweh, you know it altogether.
You laid your hand on me.
It’s lofty.
I can’t attain it.
Or where could I flee from your presence?
If I make my bed in Sheol,
and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea,
and your right hand will hold me.
The light around me will be night,”
but the night shines as the day.
The darkness is like light to you.
You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Your works are wonderful.
My soul knows that very well.
when I was made in secret,
woven together in the depths of the earth.
In your book they were all written,
the days that were ordained for me,
when as yet there were none of them.
How vast is their sum!
When I wake up, I am still with you.
Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
Your enemies take your name in vain.
Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?
They have become my enemies.
Try me, and know my thoughts.
and lead me in the everlasting way.