| 1 | O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me. |
| 2 | Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising;
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| thou understandest my thought afar off. |
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| 3 | Thou compassest my path and my lying down,
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| and art acquainted with all my ways. |
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| 4 | For there is not a word in my tongue,
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| but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether. |
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| 5 | Thou hast beset me behind and before,
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| and laid thine hand upon me. |
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| 6 | Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
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| it is high, I cannot attain unto it. |
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| 7 | Whither shall I go from thy Spirit?
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| Or whither shall I flee from thy presence? |
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| 8 | If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there:
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| if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. |
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| 9 | If I take the wings of the morning,
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| and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; |
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| 10 | even there shall thy hand lead me,
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| and thy right hand shall hold me. |
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| 11 | If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me;
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| even the night shall be light about me. |
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| 12 | Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee;
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| but the night shineth as the day: |
| the darkness and the light are both alike to thee. |
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| 13 | For thou hast possessed my reins:
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| thou hast covered me in my mother's womb. |
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| 14 | I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:
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| marvelous are thy works; |
| and that my soul knoweth right well. |
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| 15 | My substance was not hid from thee
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| when I was made in secret, |
| and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. |
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| 16 | Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect;
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| and in thy book all my members were written, |
| which in continuance were fashioned, |
| when as yet there was none of them. |
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| 17 | How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God!
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| How great is the sum of them! |
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| 18 | If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand:
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| when I awake, I am still with thee. |
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| 19 | Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God:
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| depart from me therefore, ye bloody men. |
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| 20 | For they speak against thee wickedly,
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| and thine enemies take thy name in vain. |
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| 21 | Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee?
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| And am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee? |
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| 22 | I hate them with perfect hatred:
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| I count them mine enemies. |
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| 23 | Search me, O God, and know my heart:
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| try me, and know my thoughts: |
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| 24 | and see if there be any wicked way in me,
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| and lead me in the way everlasting. |
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