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