1 To the Chief Musician, A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, You have searched me and have known me.
2 You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off.
3 You search my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Jehovah, You know it altogether.
5 You have closed me in behind and in front, and laid Your hand on me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot go up to it.
7 Where shall I go from Your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from Your presence?
8 If I go up into Heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.
9 If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the furthest parts of the sea;
10 even there shall Your hand lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me.
11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me, even the night shall be light around me.
12 Yea, the darkness does not hide from You; but the night shines as the day; as is the darkness, so is the light to You.
13 For You have possessed my inward parts; You have covered me in my mother's womb.
14 I will praise You; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are marvelous and my soul knows it very well.
15 My bones were not hidden from You when I was made in secret and skillfully formed in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my embryo; and in Your book all my members were written, the days they were formed, and not one was among them.
17 How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them!
18 If I should count them, they are more than the sand; when I awake, I am still with You.
19 Surely You will slay the wicked, O God; and bloody men, depart from me.
20 Who will speak against You maliciously? Your enemies are lifted up with vanity.
21 O Jehovah, do I not hate those who hate You? And am I not grieved with those who rise up against You?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies.