Psalm 139

¹To the Overseer. — A Psalm by David. Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest.

²Thou — Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar.

³My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And [with] all my ways hast been acquainted.

⁴For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!

⁵Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand.

⁶Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.

⁷Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?

⁸If I ascend the heavens — there Thou [art], And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!

⁹I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,

¹⁰Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.

¹¹And I say, 'Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night [is] light to me.

¹²Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as [is] darkness so [is] light.

¹³For Thou — Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.

¹⁴I confess Thee, because that [with] wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful [are] Thy works, And my soul is knowing [it] well.

¹⁵My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.