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The Book of Psalms

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- Kapitel 139 -

You have searched me and known me

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To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. O Lord, thou hast tried me and knowen me.
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Thou knowest my sitting and my rising: thou vnderstandest my thought afarre off.
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Thou compassest my pathes, and my lying downe, and art accustomed to all my wayes.
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For there is not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest it wholy, O Lord.
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Thou holdest mee straite behinde and before, and layest thine hand vpon me.
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Thy knowledge is too wonderfull for mee: it is so high that I cannot attaine vnto it.
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Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
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If I ascende into heauen, thou art there: if I lye downe in hell, thou art there.
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Let mee take the winges of the morning, and dwell in the vttermost parts of the sea:
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Yet thither shall thine hand leade me, and thy right hand holde me.
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If I say, Yet the darkenes shall hide me, euen the night shalbe light about me.
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Yea, the darkenes hideth not from thee: but the night shineth as the day: the darkenes and light are both alike.
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For thou hast possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
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I will praise thee, for I am fearefully and wonderously made: marueilous are thy workes, and my soule knoweth it well.
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My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.
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Thine eyes did see me, when I was without forme: for in thy booke were all things written, which in continuance were facioned, when there was none of them before.
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Howe deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O God! how great is ye summe of them!
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If I should count them, they are moe then the sand: when I wake, I am still with thee.
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Oh that thou wouldest slay, O God, the wicked and bloody men, to whom I say, Depart ye from mee:
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Which speake wickedly of thee, and being thine enemies are lifted vp in vaine.
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Doe not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and doe not I earnestly contend with those that rise vp against thee?
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I hate them with an vnfained hatred, as they were mine vtter enemies.
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Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,
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And consider if there be any way of wickednes in me, and leade me in the way for euer.

You have searched me and known me

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LORD, you have searched me, and you know me.
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You know my sitting down and my rising up. You perceive my thoughts from afar.
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You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
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For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, LORD, you know it altogether.
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You hem me in behind and before. You laid your hand on me.
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This knowledge is beyond me. It’s lofty. I can’t attain it.
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Where could I go from your Spirit? Or where could I flee from your presence?
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If I ascend up into heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol,(a) behold, you are there!
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If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea,
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even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me.
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If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me. The light around me will be night,”
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even the darkness doesn’t hide from you, but the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you.
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For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
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I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
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My frame wasn’t hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
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Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.
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How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!
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If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
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If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
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For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.
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LORD, don’t I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?
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I hate them with perfect hatred. They have become my enemies.
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Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.
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See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way.

Fußnoten

(a)139:8 Sheol is the place of the dead.
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