PSALM 139: ALL OF MY BORN DAYS

(PSALM 139)

O LORD, you have searched me and know me,

You know every move I make.

You perceive my thoughts from afar,

You’re concerned for my soul’s sake.

You’re familiar with all my ways.

‘Fore I speak, you know what I’ll say.

You are there -- behind and before;

Your hand is on me each day.

 Such knowledge is just too wonderful,

Too lofty for me to attain.

Who am I that you think of me,

Even while the earth you sustain.

Where can I go from your Spirit?

If I go to the heavens, you are there.

Where can I flee from your presence?

If I sleep in the depths, you are there.

 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

If on the far side of the sea,

Your right hand will hold me fast;

Everywhere your hand will guide me.

If I say, "Darkness will hide me,”

No matter what I do,

The night will shine like the day,

For darkness is as light to you.

You created my inmost being;

You knit me in my mother's womb.

I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

In your heart I have my own room.

When I was made in the secret place,

It was you who formed my frame.

I was woven in the depths of the earth;

For that, I praise your name.

Your eyes saw my unformed body,

Before one of my days came to be.

My days were written in your book;

You’ve always known about me.

Your thoughts are precious to me, O God!

Like the grains of sand by each sea.

How vast is the sum of them!

And yet you think of me.

Test me and know my own thoughts;

Search me and know my heart.

See if I am offending you,

And may we never part.

Becky Wall