1(For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of Dawad) O تتراجراماتون, thou hast searched me, and known me.

2Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising; Thou understandest my thought afar off.

3Thou searchest out my path and my lying down, And art acquainted with all my ways.

4For there is not a word in my tongue, But, lo, O تتراجراماتون, 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 unto it.

7Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

8If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: If I make my bed in Sheol, 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 overwhelm me, And the light about me shall be night;

12Even 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 didst possess [T.N. See this same Hebrew word in Proverbs 8:22 where تتراجراماتون possessed His Eternal Word who came to Maryam, John 1:1-14, as the Bar Enosh from the Atik Yomin, whom New Creation Muslims submit to and look for; see John 3:3,12-15; Luke 18:31-33; Matthew 17:9; 13:41] my inward parts: Thou didst cover me in my mother’s womb.

14I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: Wonderful are thy works; And that my soul knoweth right well.

15My frame was not hidden from thee, When I was made in secret, And curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

16Thine 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.

17How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O Elokim! 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 Elokim: Depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.

20For they speak against thee wickedly, And thine enemies take thy name in vain.

21Do not I hate them, O تتراجراماتون, that hate thee? And am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

22I hate them with perfect hatred: They are become mine enemies.

23Search me, O Elokim, and know my heart: Try me, and know my thoughts;

24And see if there be any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting.