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The Book of Psalms

⭑ King James Version :: World English Bible Catholic ⭑

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- Chapter 139 -

You have searched me and known me

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O Lord , thou hast searched me, and known me.
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Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
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Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.(a)
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For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord , thou knowest it altogether.
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Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.
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Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
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Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
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If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
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If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
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Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
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If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.
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Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.(b) (c)
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For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.
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I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.(d)
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My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.(e)
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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.(f) (g)
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How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
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If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.
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Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.
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For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.
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Do not I hate them, O Lord , that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
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I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.
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Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:
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And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.(h)

Footnotes

(a)139:3 compassest: or, winnowest
(b)139:12 hideth…: Heb. darkeneth not
(c)139:12 the darkness and…: Heb. as is the darkness, so is the light
(d)139:14 right…: Heb. greatly
(e)139:15 substance: or, strength, or, body
(f)139:16 all…: Heb. all of them
(g)139:16 which…: or, what days they should be fashioned
(h)139:24 wicked…: Heb. way of pain, or, grief

You have searched me and known me

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LORD, you have searched me, and you know me.
2
You know my sitting down and my rising up. You perceive my thoughts from afar.
3
You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
4
For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, LORD, you know it altogether.
5
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.

Footnotes

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