Lord, Thou hast searched me and known me;
know when I lie down and when I rise,
from afar you realize my thoughts
You see my path and my break, I
are familiar with all my ways;
is not yet word on my tongue
and now, Lord, You know her entirely.
You wrap me behind and before,
and you put your hand on me.
Your wisdom is a mystery to me,
is so sublime that I can not understand.
Where can go from your spirit,
where you could go far Your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, there I find you;
if low to the earth, there are present;
if I go back to the origin of the aurora,
if I go to the last of the sea, even there Your hand
keeps me
and Your right hand grabs me.
If I say: "The darkness surrounding me
and the light has made night around me,"
darkness is not dark to Thee, to Thee
night shines as the day.
For you created my inmost being,
You knit me together in my mother's womb.
confess that I am a prodigious work,
as all your works are wonderful;
then I am quite convinced.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in secret,
tissue deep within the earth;
You saw me when it was just an embryo,
all my days were written in your book, my days were written
and counted
before none existed.
Oh God, how difficult they are to me Your thoughts,
how great is the number of them!
If the story, are more numerous than the sand;
if I finish, I am still with you.
Oh God, hopefully kill off the criminals away from me
the murderers! Ti
They say wicked things, but in vain
rise against Ti.
Oh Lord, do not hate those who hate you?
Do not hate on those who rebel against you?
hate them with an implacable hatred
and they are my enemies.
Search me, O Lord, and acknowledge my inner
Explorama and know my thoughts;
see if there is any offensive way
and lead me in the way everlasting.
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