| 1 | Yahweh, 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, Yahweh, you know it altogether. |
| 5 | You hem me in behind and before. You laid your hand on me. |
| 6 | This knowledge is beyond me. It's lofty. I can't attain it. |
| 7 | Where could I go from your Spirit? Or where could I flee from your presence? |
| 8 | If I ascend up into heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, you are there! |
| 9 | If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea; |
| 10 | Even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me. |
| 11 | If I say, "Surely the darkness will overwhelm me; the light around me will be night;" |
| 12 | even the darkness doesn't hide from you, but the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you. |
| 13 | For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother's womb. |
| 14 | I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well. |
| 15 | My frame wasn't hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth. |
| 16 | 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. |
| 17 | How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum! |
| 18 | If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you. |
| 19 | If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men! |
| 20 | For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain. |
| 21 | Yahweh, don't I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you? |
| 22 | I hate them with perfect hatred. They have become my enemies. |
| 23 | Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts. |
| 24 | See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. |
