6It's too wonderful for me to know too lofty I cannot attain it.
7Whither shall I go from your spirit? Or whither shall I flee from your face?
8If I climb up to heaven, you are there: or make Sheol my bed, you are there.
9If I lift up the wings of the morning and fly to the end of the sea,
10there also your hand would grasp me, and your right hand take hold of me.
11If I say, “Let the darkness cover me, and night be the light about me,”
12The dark is not dark for you, but night is as light as the day.
13For you did put me together; in my mother's womb you did weave me.
14I give you praise for my fashioning so full of awe, so wonderful. Your works are wonderful. You knew me right well;