| 1 | {To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.} Jehovah, thou hast searched me, and known [me]. |
| 2 | Thou knowest my down-sitting 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 yet a word on 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 | O knowledge too wonderful for me! it is high, I cannot [attain] unto it. |
| 7 | Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? and whither flee from thy presence? |
| 8 | If I ascend up into the heavens thou art there; or if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou [art there]; |
| 9 | [If] I take the wings of the dawn [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 | And if I say, Surely darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night; |
| 12 | Even darkness hideth not from thee, and the night shineth as the day: the darkness is as the light. |
| 13 | For thou hast possessed my reins; thou didst cover me in my mother's womb. |
| 14 | I will praise thee, for I am fearfully, wonderfully made. Marvellous are thy works; and [that] my soul knoweth right well. |
| 15 | My bones were not hidden from thee when I was made in secret, curiously wrought in the lower parts of the earth. |
| 16 | Thine eyes did see my unformed substance, and in thy book all [my members] were written; [during many] days were they fashioned, when [as yet] there was none of them. |
| 17 | But how precious are thy thoughts unto me, O �God! how great is the sum of them! |
| 18 | [If] I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I awake, I am still with thee. |
| 19 | Oh that thou wouldest slay the wicked, O +God! And ye men of blood, depart from me. |
| 20 | For they speak of thee wickedly, they take [thy name] in vain, thine enemies. |
| 21 | Do not I hate them, O Jehovah, that hate thee? and do not I loathe them that rise up against thee? |
| 22 | I hate them with perfect hatred; I account them mine enemies. |
| 23 | Search me, O �God, and know my heart; prove me, and know my thoughts; |
| 24 | And see if there be any grievous way in me; and lead me in the way everlasting. |