Psalms 139:4
Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me.
Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me.
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1 O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of.
2 Thou art aboute my path & aboute my bedd, & spyest out all my wayes.
3 For lo, there is not a worde i my toge, but thou (o LORDE) knowest it alltogether.
5 Soch knowlege is to wonderfull & excellet for me, I can not atteyne vnto it.
6 Whither shal I go then from thy sprete? Or, whither shal I fle from thy presence?
7 Yf I clymme vp in to heauen, thou art there: yf I go downe to hell, thou art there also.
8 Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see:
9 Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me.
10 Yf I saye: peradueture the darcknesse shal couer me, then shal my night be turned to daye.
23 Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.
24 Loke well, yf there be eny waye of wickednesse in me, & lede me in the waye euerlastinge.
5 I am fayne to paye the thinges yt I neuer toke. God, thou knowest my symplenesse, and my fautes are not hyd from the.
3 I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.
12 For my reynes are thyne, thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
13 I wil geue thakes vnto the, for I am woderously made: maruelous are thy workes, and that my soule knoweth right well.
14 My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth.
15 Thine eyes se myne vnparfitnesse, they stonde all writte i thy boke:
16 my dayes were fashioned, when as yet there was not one of them
17 How deare are yi coucels vnto me o God? O how greate is the summe of them?
18 Yf I tell them, they are mo in nombre then the sonde: when I wake vp, I am present with the.
3 Thou hast proued & visited myne herte in the night season: thou hast tried me in the fyre, & hast founde no wickednes in me: for I vtterly purposed, that my mouth shulde not offende.
4 Because of the wordes of thy lippes, I haue kepte me fro the workes of men, in ye waye off the murthurer.
28 I knowe thy wayes, thy goinge forth & thy comynge home, yee & thy madnesse agaynst me.
4 True are my wordes, & no lye: and the knowlege wherwithall I argue agaynst the, is perfecte.
27 I knowe thy habitacion, thy out and ingoynge, and that thou ragest agaynst me.
16 For thou hast nombred all my goynges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.
3 But thou LORDE (to whom I am well knowne) thou that hast sene, & proued my herte, take them awaye, like as a flock is caried to the slaughter house, and apoynte them for the daye off slaughtinge.
13 Though thou hydest these thinges in thine hert, yet am I sure, that thou remembrest the all.
20 And what shall Dauid speake vnto the? thou knowest thy seruaunt O LORDE God,
2 I knowe that thou hast power of all thinges, and that there is no thought hyd vnto the.
3 For who can kepe his owne councell so secrete, but it shall be knowne? Therfore haue I spoken vnwysely, seynge these thinges are so hye, and passe myne vnderstondinge.
9 LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.
23 But God seyth hir waie, & knoweth hir place.
4 Doth not he se my wayes, & tell all my goinges?
21 Yf we had forgotten the name of oure God, & holde vp oure hondes to eny straunge God: Shulde not God fynde it out? for he knoweth the very secretes of the hert.
4 All the kynges of the earth shal prayse the (o LORDE) when they heare the wordes of thy mouth.
19 Drawe nye vnto my soule, and saue it: Oh delyuer me because of myne enemies.
168 I kepe thy comaundemetes & testimonies, for all my wayes are before the.
169 Let my coplaynte come before the (o LORDE) geue me vnderstondinge, acordinge vnto thy worde.
8 Thou tellest my flittinges, thou puttest my teares in thy botell, and nombrest them.
4 My hert was hote within me, & whyle I was thus musynge, the fyre kyndled: so that I spake with my tonge.
16 Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.
7 where as (notwithstondinge) thou knowest that I am no wicked person, & that there is no man able to delyuer me out of thine honde.
172 Yee my toge shall synge of thy worde, for all thy comaundemetes are right.
18 This (o LORDE) haue I lerned of the, and vnderstonde it, for thou hast shewed me their ymaginacions.
27 Though they curse, yet blesse thou:
3 There is nether speach ner laguage, but their voyces are herde amoge the.
3 Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
4 Knowest thou not this, namely: that from the begynninge (euer sence the creacion of man vpon earth)
22 This thou seist, o LORDE: holde not thy tonge the: go not farre fro me, o LORDE.