Psalms 139

7 Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?

8 If I ascend the heavens — there Thou [art], And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!

9 I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,

10 Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.