1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, you have knowledge of me, searching out all my secrets.2 You have knowledge when I am seated and when I get up, you see my thoughts from far away.3 You keep watch over my steps and my sleep, and have knowledge of all my ways.4 For there is not a word on my tongue which is not clear to you, O Lord.5 I am shut in by you on every side, and you have put your hand on me.6 Such knowledge is a wonder greater than my powers; it is so high that I may not come near it.7 Where may I go from your spirit? how may I go in flight from you?8 If I go up to heaven, you are there: or if I make my bed in the underworld, you are there.9 If I take the wings of the morning, and go to the farthest parts of the sea;10 Even there will I be guided by your hand, and your right hand will keep me.11 If I say, Only let me be covered by the dark, and the light about me be night;12 Even the dark is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day: for dark and light are the same to you.13 My flesh was made by you, and my parts joined together in my mother's body.14 I will give you praise, for I am strangely and delicately formed; your works are great wonders, and of this my soul is fully conscious.15 My frame was not unseen by you when I was made secretly, and strangely formed in the lowest parts of the earth.16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book all my days were recorded, even those which were purposed before they had come into being.17 How dear are your thoughts to me, O God! how great is the number of them!18 If I made up their number, it would be more than the grains of sand; when I am awake, I am still with you.19 If only you would put the sinners to death, O God; go far from me, you men of blood.20 For they go against you with evil designs, and your haters make sport of your name.21 Are not your haters hated by me, O Lord? are not those who are lifted up against you a cause of grief to me?22 My hate for them is complete; my thoughts of them are as if they were making war on me.23 O God, let the secrets of my heart be uncovered, and let my wandering thoughts be tested:24 See if there is any way of sorrow in me, and be my guide in the eternal way.
1 Vir die musiekleier. 'n Psalm van Dawid. HERE, U deurgrond en ken my.2 U ken my sit en my opstaan; U verstaan van ver my gedagte.3 U deurvors my gaan en my lê, en U is met al my weë goed bekend.4 Want daar is nog geen woord op my tong nie -- of U, HERE, U ken dit geheel en al.5 U sluit my in van agter en van voor, en U lê u hand op my.6 Om dit te begryp, is te wonderbaar vir my, te hoog: ek kan daar nie by nie.7 Waar sou ek heengaan van u Gees en waarheen vlug van u aangesig?8 Klim ek op na die hemel, U is daar; en maak ek die doderyk my bed, kyk, U is daar!9 Neem ek die vleuels van die dageraad, gaan ek by die uiteinde van die see woon,10 ook daar sou u hand my lei en u regterhand my vashou.11 En as ek sê: Mag tog net die duisternis my oorval en die lig nag wees tot my beskutting,12 dan is selfs die duisternis vir U nie donker nie, en die nag gee lig soos die dag, die duisternis is soos die lig.13 Want U het my niere gevorm, my in my moeder se skoot geweef.14 Ek loof U, omdat ek so vreeslik wonderbaar is; wonderbaar is u werke! En my siel weet dit alte goed.15 My gebeente was vir U nie verborge toe ek in die geheim gemaak is nie, kunstig geweef in die dieptes van die aarde.16 U oë het my ongevormde klomp gesien; en in u boek is hulle almal opgeskrywe: dae dat alles bepaal was, toe nog geeneen van hulle daar was nie.17 Hoe kosbaar is dan vir my u gedagtes, o God! Hoe geweldig is hulle volle som nie!18 Wil ek hulle tel, hulle is meer as die sand; word ek wakker, dan is ek nog by U.19 o God, as U tog maar die goddelose wou ombring! En julle manne van bloed, gaan van my af weg!20 Hulle wat arglistig teen U spreek, u Naam ydellik verhef -- u teëstanders!21 HERE, sou ek die nie haat wat vir U haat, en 'n afsku hê van die wat teen U opstaan nie?22 Ek haat hulle met 'n volkome haat; vyande is hulle vir my!23 Deurgrond my, o God, en ken my hart; toets my en ken my gedagtes;24 en kyk of daar by my 'n weg is van smart, en lei my op die ewige weg!