American Standard Version of 1901
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For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.O Jehovah, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising;Thou understandest my thought afar off.
Thou {Or, winnowest}searchest out my path and my lying down,And art acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word in my tongue,But, lo, O Jehovah, thou knowest it altogether.
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.O Jehovah, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising;Thou understandest my thought afar off.
Thou {Or, winnowest}searchest out my path and my lying down,And art acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word in my tongue,But, lo, O Jehovah, thou knowest it altogether.
Thou hast beset me behind and before,And laid thy hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;It is high, I cannot attain unto it.
Whither shall I go from thy Spirit?Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there:If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there.
If I take the wings of the morning,And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
Even there shall thy hand lead me,And thy right hand shall hold me.
If I say, Surely the darkness shall {Or, cover}overwhelm me, {Or, Then the night shall be light about me}And the light about me shall be night;
Even the darkness hideth not from thee,But the night shineth as the day:The darkness and the light are both alike to thee.
For thou didst form my {Hebrew: reins.}inward parts:Thou didst {Or, knit me together}cover me in my mother's womb.
I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:Wonderful are thy works;And that my soul knoweth right well.
My frame was not hidden from thee,When I was made in secret,And curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance;And in thy book they were all written,Even the days that were ordained for me,When as yet there was none of them.
How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God!How great is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand:When I awake, I am still with thee.
{Or, Oh that thou wouldest slay}Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God:Depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.
For they {Or, utter thy name (Hebrew: thee) Or, as otherwise read, rebel against thee}speak against thee wickedly,And thine enemies {Or, lift themselves up against thee for vanity}take thy name in vain.
Do not I hate them, O Jehovah, that hate thee?And {Or, do not I loathe}am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
I hate them with perfect hatred:They are become mine enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart:Try me, and know my thoughts;
And see if there be any {Or, way of pain}wicked way in me,And lead me in the way everlasting.
And they consider not in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness: now have their own doings beset them about; they are before my face.
Search me, O God, and know my heart:Try me, and know my thoughts;
And see if there be any {Or, way of pain}wicked way in me,And lead me in the way everlasting.