Psalm 139
O Lord, you have searched me out and known me
: you know when I sit or when I stand,
you comprehend my thoughts long before.
You discern my path and the places where I rest
: you are acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word on my tongue
: but you, Lord, know it altogether.
You have encompassed me behind and before
: and have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me
: so high that I cannot endure it.
Where shall I go from your spirit
: or where shall I flee from your presence?
I will praise you, for you are to be feared
: fearful are your acts, and wonderful your works.
You knew my soul,
and my bones were not hidden from you
: when I was formed in secret,
and woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my limbs when they were yet imperfect
: and in your book were all my members written;
Day by day they were fashioned
: and not one was late in growing.
How deep are your thoughts to me, O God
: and how great is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they are more in number than the sand
: were I to come to the end, I would still be with you.