O Lord, you search me and know me.
You know my being and my doing;
from far off, you read my inmost thoughts.
You know the journeys that I take and the places that I rest.
You know the meaning of my words before I speak.
You are familiar with all my ways;
you are around me, on every side,
holding and protecting with your power.
Your knowledge of me is too wonderful,
too high for me to reach.
Where could I escape from you?
Where could I flee your presence?
If I climb to the heavens, you are there;
if I lie in the grave, you are there.
If I fly off into the sunrise,
or dwell beyond the western sea,
even there your hand will lead me,
even there you hold me fast.
If I ask the darkness to hide me,
and the daylight to turn into night,
the darkness is not dark to you,
for night is as clear as day.
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.
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my thoughts.
See that I do not follow wrong paths,
and guide me in the everlasting way.