Post by Scribe 10

Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising; Thou understandest my thought afar off.

Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: Depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.

`Such' knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain unto it.

Search me, O God, and know my heart: Try me, and know my thoughts;

If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: When I awake, I am still with thee.

If I say, Surely the darkness shall overwhelm me, And the light about me shall be night;

Thou hast beset me behind and before, And laid thy hand upon me.

Thou searchest out my path and my lying down, And art acquainted with all my ways.

If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there.

O Jehovah, thou hast searched me, and known `me'.

My frame was not hidden from thee, When I was made in secret, `And' curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance; And in thy book they were all written, Even' the days that were ordained for me', When as yet there was none of them.

And see if there be any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting. Psalm 140 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them!

For they speak against thee wickedly, And thine enemies take `thy name' in vain.

For thou didst form my inward parts: Thou didst cover me in my mother's womb.

Even there shall thy hand lead me, And thy right hand shall hold me.

I hate them with perfect hatred: They are become mine enemies.

Do not I hate them, O Jehovah, that hate thee? And am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;

Even the darkness hideth not from thee, But the night shineth as the day: The darkness and the light are both alike `to thee'.

For there is not a word in my tongue, But, lo, O Jehovah, thou knowest it altogether.

I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: Wonderful are thy works; And that my soul knoweth right well.