For the choir director. A Psalm of David.

     1O Lord, Thou hast searched me and known me.

     2Thou dost know when I sit down and when I rise up;
            Thou dost understand my thought from afar.

     3Thou dost scrutinize my path and my lying down,
            And art intimately acquainted with all my ways.

     4Even before there is a word on my tongue,
            Behold, O LORD, Thou dost know it all.

     5Thou hast enclosed me behind and before,
            And laid Thy hand upon me.

     6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
            It is too high, I cannot attain to it.

     7Where can I go from Thy Spirit?
            Or where can I flee from Thy presence?

     8If I ascend to heaven, Thou art there;
            If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, Thou art there.

     9If I take the wings of the dawn,
            If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,

     10Even there Thy hand will lead me,
            And Thy right hand will lay hold of me.

     11If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,
            And the light around me will be night,”

     12Even the darkness is not dark to Thee,
            And the night is as bright as the day.
            Darkness and light are alike to Thee.

     13For Thou didst form my inward parts;
            Thou didst weave me in my mother’s womb.

     14I will give thanks to Thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
            Wonderful are Thy works,
            And my soul knows it very well.

     15My frame was not hidden from Thee,
            When I was made in secret,
            And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth.

     16Thine eyes have seen my unformed substance;
            And in Thy book they were all written,
            The days that were ordained for me,
            When as yet there was not one of them.

     17How precious also are Thy thoughts to me, O God!
            How vast is the sum of them!

     18If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.
            When I awake, I am still with Thee.

     19O that Thou wouldst slay the wicked, O God;
            Depart from me, therefore, men of bloodshed.

     20For they speak against Thee wickedly,
            And Thine enemies take Thy name in vain.

     21Do I not hate those who hate Thee, O LORD?
            And do I not loathe those who rise up against Thee?

     22I hate them with the utmost hatred;
            They have become my enemies.

     23Search me, O God, and know my heart;
            Try me and know my anxious thoughts;

     24And see if there be any hurtful way in me,
            And lead me in the everlasting way.