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O Lord, you have searched me thoroughly and have known me.
You know my downsitting and my uprising. You understand my
thought afar off.
You sift and search out my path and my lying down, and You are
acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word in my tongue, but, behold, O Lord, You know
it altogether.
You have beset me and shut me in- behind and before, and You have
laid Your hand upon me.
Your infinite knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high above me,
I cannot reach it.
Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where could I flee from Your presence?
If I ascend up into heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in the place of the
dead, behold, You are there.
If I take the wings of the morning or dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,
Even there Your hand shall lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me.
If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me and the night shall be the only
light about me.
Even the darkness hides nothing from You, but the night shines as the day;
the darkness and the light are both alike to You.
For You did form my inward parts; You did knit me together in my mother’s
womb.
I will confess and praise You for You are fearful and wonderful and for the
awful wonder of my birth! Wonderful are Your works, and that my inner
self knows right well.
My frame was not hidden from You when I was being formed in secret and
intricately and curiously wrought in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance, and in Your book all the days of my
life were written before ever they took shape, when as yet there was none of
them.
How precious and weighty also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is
the sum of them!
If I could count them, they would be more in number than the sand. When I
awoke, could I count to the end, I would still be with You.
If You would slay the wicked, O God, and the men of blood depart from me-
Who speak against You wickedly, Your enemies who take Your name in vain!
Do I not hate them, O Lord, who hate You? And am I not grieved and do I not
loathe those who rise up against You?
I hate them with perfect hatred; they have become my enemies.
Search me thoroughly, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my
thoughts!
And see if there is any wicked or hurtful way in me,and lead me in the way
everlasting.
(Psalm 139).
HALLELUJAH! THANK YOU LORD JESUS FOREVERMORE!