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 spiest out all my ways.
3
For lo, there is not a word in my tongue *
but thou, O Lord, knowest it altogether.
4
Thou hast fashioned 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 unperfect *
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.