Psalm 139: 7-18
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| (Hand Of God - bronze by Lorenzo-Quinn) |
Or where can I
flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there;
if I make my bed
in Sheol, you are there.
If I take the wings of the morning
and settle at the
farthest limits of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right
hand shall hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light
around me become night,”
even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is as
bright as the day,
for darkness is as
light to you.
For it was you who formed my inward parts;
you knit me
together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
that I know very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven
in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes beheld my unformed substance.
In your book were written
all the days that
were formed for me,
when none of them
as yet existed.
How weighty to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the
sum of them!
I try to count them—they are more than the sand;
I come to the end—I
am still with you.
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