Where can I go from your Spirit?
    Where can I flee(A) from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens,(B) you are there;
    if I make my bed(C) in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
    if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,(D)
    your right hand(E) will hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
    and the light become night around me,”
12 even the darkness will not be dark(F) to you;
    the night will shine like the day,
    for darkness is as light to you.

13 For you created my inmost being;(G)
    you knit me together(H) in my mother’s womb.(I)
14 I praise you(J) because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
    your works are wonderful,(K)
    I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
    when I was made(L) in the secret place,
    when I was woven together(M) in the depths of the earth.(N)
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
    all the days ordained(O) for me were written in your book
    before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a](P) God!(Q)
    How vast is the sum of them!

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 139:17 Or How amazing are your thoughts concerning me

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 hell, behold, thou art there.

If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;

10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.

12 Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.

13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.

14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

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