Psalm 139. Domine, probasti.

1. O LORD, thou hast searched me out, and known me. *
   Thou knowest my down-sitting, and mine up-rising; thou understandest my thoughts long before.
2. Thou art about my path, and about my bed; *
   and art acquainted with all my ways.
3. For lo, there is not a word in my tongue, *
   but thou, O Lord, knowest it altogether.
4. Thou hast beset me behind and before, *
   and laid thine hand upon me.
5. Such knowledge is too wonderful and excellent for me; *
   I cannot attain unto it.
6. Whither shall I go then from thy Spirit? *
   or whither shall I go then from thy presence?
7. If I climb up into heaven, thou art there; *
   if I go down to hell, thou art there also.
8. If I take the wings of the morning, *
   and remain in the uttermost parts of the sea;
9. Even there also shall thy hand lead me, *
   and thy right hand shall hold me.
10. If I say, Peradventure the darkness shall cover me; *
    then shall my night be turned to day.
11. Yea, the darkness is no darkness with thee, but the night is as clear as the day; *
    the darkness and light to thee are both alike.
12. For my reins are thine; *
    thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
13. I will give thanks unto thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: *
    marvellous are thy works, and that my soul knoweth right well.
14. My bones are not hid from thee, *
    though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneath in the earth.
15. Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being imperfect; *
    and in thy book were all my members written;
16. Which day by day were fashioned, *
    when as yet there was none of them.
17. How dear are thy counsels unto me, O God; *
    O how great is the sum of them!
18. If I tell them, they are more in number than the sand: *
    when I wake up, I am present with thee.
19. Wilt thou not slay the wicked, O God? *
    Depart from me, ye blood-thirsty men.
20. For they speak unrighteously against thee; *
    and thine enemies take thy Name in vain.
21. Do not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? *
    and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
22. Yea, I hate them right sore; *
    even as though they were mine enemies.
23. Try me, O God, and seek the ground of my heart; *
    prove me, and examine my thoughts.
24. Look well if there be any way of wickedness in me; *
    and lead me in the way everlasting.