6O knowledge too wonderful for me! it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
7Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? and whither flee from thy presence?
8If I ascend up into the heavens thou art there; or if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there;
9If I take the wings of the dawn and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
11And if I say, Surely darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night;
12Even darkness hideth not from thee, and the night shineth as the day: the darkness is as the light.
13For thou hast possessed my reins; thou didst cover me in my mother's womb.
14I will praise thee, for I am fearfully, wonderfully made. Marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
15My bones were not hidden from thee when I was made in secret, curiously wrought in the lower parts of the earth.
16Thine 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.