(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
