Psalm 139

New Coverdale Version

O Lord, you have searched me out and known me; * you know my sitting down and my rising up; you understand my thoughts from afar.

You examine my path and my places of rest, * and are acquainted with all my ways.

Indeed, there is not a word on my tongue, * but you, O Lord, know it altogether.

You have enclosed me behind and before, * and have laid your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, * so excellent I cannot attain to it.

Where shall I go then from your Spirit, * or where shall I flee from your presence?

If I climb up to heaven, you are there; * if I make my bed in the Grave, you are there also.

If I take the wings of the morning * and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,

Even there shall your hand lead me, * and your right hand shall hold me.

If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,” * then shall my night be turned to day.

Even the darkness is not dark to you, and the night is as clear as the day; * the darkness and the light to you are both alike.

For you yourself made my inmost parts; * you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; * marvelous are your works, and my soul knows it very well.

My bones were not hidden from you * when I was made in secret and fashioned in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes beheld my substance, while I was yet unformed; * and in your book were all my members written,

Which day by day were fashioned, * when as yet there was none of them.

How dear to me are your thoughts, O God. * How great is the sum of them!

If I were to count them, they would be more in number than the sand. * When I wake up, I am present with you.

Oh, that you would slay the wicked, O God! * Depart from me, you bloodthirsty men.

For they speak unrighteously against you; * your enemies take your Name in vain.

Do I not hate those, O Lord, who hate you, * and do I not loathe those who rise up against you?

Indeed, I hate them with a perfect hatred; * they have become my own enemies.

Search me, O God, and know my heart; * try me and examine my thoughts.

Look well if there be any way of wickedness in me, * and lead me in the way everlasting.