7 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain it.

8 Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

9 If I ascend to heaven, thou art there! If I make my bed in Sheol, thou art there!

10 If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,

11 even there thy hand shall lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

12 If I say, "Let only darkness cover me, and the light about me be night,"