Salmos 139

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. O Lord, thou hast tried me and knowen me.

2 Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.

3 Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted [with] all my ways.

4 For [there is] not a word in my tongue, [but], lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.

5 Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.

6 Thy knowledge is too wonderfull for mee: it is so high that I cannot attaine vnto it.

7 Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

8 If I ascende into heauen, thou art there: if I lye downe in hell, thou art there.

9 Let mee take the winges of the morning, and dwell in the vttermost parts of the sea:

10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.

12 Yea, the darkenes hideth not from thee: but the night shineth as the day: the darkenes and light are both alike.

13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.

14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully [and] wonderfully made: marvellous [are] thy works; and [that] my soul knoweth right well.

15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, [and] curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all [my members] were written, [which] in continuance were fashioned, when [as yet there was] none of them.

17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

18 [If] I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

19 Oh that thou wouldest slay, O God, the wicked and bloody men, to whom I say, Depart ye from mee:

20 Which speake wickedly of thee, and being thine enemies are lifted vp in vaine.

21 Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

22 I hate them with an vnfained hatred, as they were mine vtter enemies.

23 Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,

24 And see if [there be any] wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.