Ps 139
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For the end, a Psalm of David. - Alex. +of Zecharias in the dispersion O Lord, you have proved me, and known me.
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You know my down-sitting and mine up-rising: you understand my thoughts Gr. from afar long before.
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You have traced my path and q. d. of rushes, lit. rush my bed, and have foreseen all my ways.
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For there is no unrighteous word in my tongue: behold, O Lord, you have known all
things,
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the last and the first: you have fashioned me, and laid your hand upon me.
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The knowledge of you is too wonderful for me; it is very difficult, I cannot attain
to it.
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Where shall I go from your Spirit? and where shall I flee from my presence?
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If I should go up to heaven, you are there: if I should go down to hell, you are present.
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If I should spread my wings to fly Alex. kat oryron, toward the dawn straight forward, and sojourn at the extremity of the
sea, it would be vain,
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for even there your hand would guide me, and your right hand would hold me.
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When I said, Surely the darkness will cover me; even the night was light in my Comp. Heb. luxury.
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For darkness will not be darkness with you; but night will be light as day: as its
darkness, so shall its light be to you.
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For you, O Lord, have possessed my reins; you have helped me from my mother’s womb.
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I will give you thanks; for you are fearfully wondrous; wondrous are your works; and
my soul knows it well.
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My bones, which you made in secret were not hidden from you, nor my substance, in
the lowest parts of the earth.
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Your eyes saw my unwrought substance, and all men shall be written in your book; they
shall be formed by day, though there should for a time be no one among them.
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But your friends, O God, have been greatly honoured by me; their rule has been greatly
strengthened.
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I will number them, and they shall be multiplied beyond the sand; I awake, and am
still with you.
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Oh that you would slay the wicked, O God; depart from me, you men of blood.
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For you will say concerning their thought, that they shall take your cities in vain.
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Have I not hated them, O Lord, that hate you? and wasted away because of your enemies?
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I have hated them with perfect hatred; they were counted my enemies.
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Prove me, O God, and know my heart; examine me, and know my paths;
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and see if there is any way of iniquity in me, and lead me in an everlasting way.