Psalm 139

Domine, probasti

1

Lord, you have searched me out and known me; *

you know my sitting down and my rising up;

you discern my thoughts from afar.

2

You trace my journeys and my resting-places *

and are acquainted with all my ways.

3

Indeed, there is not a word on my lips, *

but you, O Lord, know it altogether.

4

You press upon me behind and before *

and lay your hand upon me.

5

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; *

it is so high that I cannot attain to it.

6

Where can I go then from your Spirit? *

where can I flee from your presence?

7

If I climb up to heaven, you are there; *

if I make the grave my bed, you are there also.

8

If I take the wings of the morning *

and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,

9

Even there your hand will lead me *

and your right hand hold me fast.

10

If I say, “Surely the darkness will cover me, *

and the light around me turn to night,”

11

Darkness is not dark to you;

the night is as bright as the day; *

darkness and light to you are both alike.