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Salmos 139,1-24
Psalm CXXXIX.
1 Dauid praiseth God for his all-seeing prouidence, 17 And for his infinite mercies. 19 He defieth the wicked. 23 Hee prayeth for sinceritie.
To the chiefe Musician, A Psalme of Dauid.
1 O Lord, thou hast searched mee, and knowen me.
2 Thou knowest my downe sitting, and mine vprising: thou vnderstandest my thought afarre off.
3 Thou [ Or, winnowest.] compassest my path, and my lying downe, and art acquainted with all my wayes.
4 For there is not a worde in my tongue: but lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether.
5 Thou hast beset me behind, and before: and laid thine hand vpon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderfull for me: it is high, I cannot attaine vnto it.
7 Whither shall I goe from thy spirit? or whither shall I flie from thy presence?
8 [ Amo_9:2-4.] If I ascend vp into heauen, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
9 If I take the wings of the morning: and dwell in the vttermost parts of the Sea:
10 Euen there shall thy hand leade me: and thy right hand shall hold me.
11 [ Job_26:6; Heb_4:13.] If I say, Surely the darkenes shall couer me: euen the night shall bee light about me.
12 Yea the darkenesse [ Hebrew: darkeneth not.] hideth not from thee, but the night shineth as the day: [ Hebrew: as is the darkenes so is the light.] the darknes and the light are both alike to thee.
13 For thou hast possessed my reines:
[Nothing secret to the eyes of God.]
thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
14 I will praise thee, for I am fearefully and wonderfully made, marueilous are thy works: and that my soule knoweth [ Hebrew: greatly.] right well.
15 My [ Or, strength or body .] 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 vnperfect, and in thy booke [ Hebrew: all of them.] all my members were written, [ Or, what dayes they should be fashioned.] which in continuance were fashioned: when as yet there was none of them.
17 [ Psa_40:6 .] Howe precious also are thy thoughts vnto me, O God: how great is the summe of them?
18 If I should count them, they are moe in number then the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.
19 Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.
20 For they speake against thee wickedly: and thine enemies take thy name in vaine.
21 Doe not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and am not I grieued with those that rise vp against thee?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.
23 Search me, O God, and knowe my heart: trie mee, and knowe my thoughts:
24 And see if there bee any [ Hebrew: way of paine, or griefe.] wicked way in me: and leade me in the way euerlasting.