Psalms 139:1-13

¹To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, you have knowledge of me, searching out all my secrets.

²You have knowledge when I am seated and when I get up, you see my thoughts from far away.

³You keep watch over my steps and my sleep, and have knowledge of all my ways.

⁴For there is not a word on my tongue which is not clear to you, O Lord.

⁵I am shut in by you on every side, and you have put your hand on me.

⁶Such knowledge is a wonder greater than my powers; it is so high that I may not come near it.

⁷Where may I go from your spirit? how may I go in flight from you?

⁸If I go up to heaven, you are there: or if I make my bed in the underworld, you are there.

⁹If I take the wings of the morning, and go to the farthest parts of the sea;

¹⁰Even there will I be guided by your hand, and your right hand will keep me.

¹¹If I say, Only let me be covered by the dark, and the light about me be night;

¹²Even the dark is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day: for dark and light are the same to you.

¹³My flesh was made by you, and my parts joined together in my mother's body.