1 TO THE OVERSEER. A PSALM OF DAVID. YHWH, You have searched me, and know. 2 You have known my sitting down, || And my rising up, || You have attended to my thoughts from afar. 3 You have fanned my path and my lying down, || And have been acquainted [with] all my ways. 4 For there is not a word in my tongue, || Behold, O YHWH, You have known it all! 5 You have besieged me behind and before, || And You place Your hand on me. 6 Knowledge too wonderful for me, || It has been set on high, || I am not able for it. 7 To where do I go from Your Spirit? And to where do I flee from Your face? 8 If I ascend the heavens—You [are] there, || And spread out a bed in Sheol, behold, You! 9 I take the wings of morning, || I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea, 10 Also there Your hand leads me, || And Your right hand holds me. 11 And I say, "Surely darkness bruises me," || Then night [is] light to me. 12 Also darkness does not hide from You, || And night shines as day, || As [is] darkness so [is] light. 13 For You have possessed my reins, || You cover me in my mother’s belly. 14 I confess You, because I have been fearfully distinguished. Your works [are] wonderful, || And my soul is knowing [it] well. 15 My substance was not hid from You, || When I was made in secret, || Curiously worked in the lower part of earth. 16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance, || And all of them are written on Your scroll, || The days they were formed—And not one among them. 17 And how precious Your thoughts have been to me, || O God, how great has been their sum! 18 I recount them! They are more than the sand, || I have awoken, and I am still with You. 19 Do You slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me! 20 Who exchange You for wickedness, || Your enemies [are] lifted up to vanity. 21 Do I not hate, YHWH, those hating You? And grieve myself with Your withstanders? 22 I have hated them [with] perfect hatred, || They have become enemies to me. 23 Search me, O God, and know my heart, || Try me, and know my thoughts, 24 And see if a grievous way be in me, || And lead me in a perpetual way!