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Psalms.
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Chapter 139.
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For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. Yahweh, you have searched me, and you know me.
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You know my sitting down and my rising up. You perceive my thoughts from afar.
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You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
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For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, Yahweh, you know it altogether.
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You hem me in behind and before. You laid your hand on me.
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This knowledge is beyond me. It’s lofty. I can’t attain it.
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Where could I go from your Spirit? Or where could I flee from your presence?
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If I ascend up into heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, you are there!
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If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea,
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even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me.
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If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me. The light around me will be night,”
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even the darkness doesn’t hide from you, but the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you.
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For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
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I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
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My frame wasn’t hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
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Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.
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How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!
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If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
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If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
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For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.
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Yahweh, don’t I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?
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I hate them with perfect hatred. They have become my enemies.
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Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.
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See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way.
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