| 1 | O Jehovah, thou hast searched me, and known [me]. |
| 2 | Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising; Thou understandest my thought afar off. |
| 3 | Thou searchest out my path and my lying down, And art acquainted with all my ways. |
| 4 | For there is not a word in my tongue, But, lo, O Jehovah, thou knowest it altogether. |
| 5 | Thou hast beset me behind and before, And laid thy hand upon me. |
| 6 | [Such] knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain unto it. |
| 7 | Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence? |
| 8 | If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there. |
| 9 | If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; |
| 10 | Even there shall thy hand lead me, And thy right hand shall hold me. |
| 11 | If I say, Surely the darkness shall overwhelm me, And the light about me shall be night; |
| 12 | Even the 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 didst form my inward parts: Thou didst cover me in my mother's womb. |
| 14 | I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: Wonderful are thy works; And that my soul knoweth right well. |
| 15 | My frame was not hidden from thee, When I was made in secret, [And] curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. |
| 16 | Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance; And in thy book they were all written, [Even] the days that were ordained [for me], When as yet there was none of them. |
| 17 | How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! |
| 18 | If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: When I awake, I am still with thee. |
| 19 | Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: Depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men. |
| 20 | For they speak against thee wickedly, And thine enemies take [thy name] in vain. |
| 21 | Do not I hate them, O Jehovah, that hate thee? And am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee? |
| 22 | I hate them with perfect hatred: They are become mine enemies. |
| 23 | Search me, O God, and know my heart: Try me, and know my thoughts; |
| 24 | And see if there be any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting. Psalm 140 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. |