O Lord, You have searched me and known me. You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off. You m]comprehend my path and my lying down, And are acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word on my tongue, But behold, O Lord, You know it altogether. You have hedged me behind and before, And laid Your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain it. Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, 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 all on me,” Even the night shall be light about me; Indeed, the darkness]shall not hide from You, But the night shines as the day; The darkness and the light are both alike to You. For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them. How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You. Oh, that You would slay the wicked, O God! Depart from me, therefore, you bloodthirsty men. For they speak against You wickedly; Your enemies take Your name in vain. Do I not hate them, O Lord, who hate You? And do I not loathe those who rise up against You? I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties; And see if there is any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting.
Lord, you have searched me and you knew me intimately before I entered my mother’s womb. You know my rising and my sitting down. You know my thoughts from afar and close up and you know my thoughts before I think them. You know my intimately and this knowledge is too wonderful for me to comprehend.
We cannot hide from your presence and run from His Spirit and His mercy always surrounds us. If we make our beds in hell you are there and if we go to the deepest depths of the ocean you are already there.
Lord, you have made my inward parts and you know me personally better than I know myself. I am fearfully and wonderfully made and I am uniquely made among your creations.
You think of me all day long and your thoughts toward me are more numerous than the sands of the seashores and my name is imprinted on the palms of your hands. You designed all my days before I was born and I hate those who hate you.
You saw my substance before I was formed and you cover me from behind and you go before me all the days of my life.