| | 1 | For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. O LORD, You have searched me and known me. | |
| | 2 | You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off. | |
| | 3 | You comprehend my path and my lying down, And are acquainted with all my ways. | |
| | 4 | For there is not a word on my tongue, But behold, O LORD, You know it altogether. | |
| | 5 | You have hedged me behind and before, And laid Your hand upon me. | |
| | 6 | Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain it. | |
| | 7 | Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? | |
| | 8 | If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there. | |
| | 9 | If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, | |
| | 10 | Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me. | |
| | 11 | If I say, "Surely the darkness shall fall on me," Even the night shall be light about me; | |
| | 12 | Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, But the night shines as the day; The darkness and the light are both alike to You. | |
| | 13 | For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother's womb. | |
| | 14 | I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well. | |
| | 15 | My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. | |
| | 16 | Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them. | |
| | 17 | How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! | |
| | 18 | If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You. | |
| | 19 | Oh, that You would slay the wicked, O God! Depart from me, therefore, you bloodthirsty men. | |
| | 20 | For they speak against You wickedly; Your enemies take Your name in vain. | |
| | 21 | Do I not hate them, O LORD, who hate You? And do I not loathe those who rise up against You? | |
| | 22 | I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies. | |
| | 23 | Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties; | |
| | 24 | And see if there is any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting. | |
