Psalms 139:8
Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see:
Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see:
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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.
11 Yee the darcknesse is no darcknesse with the, but the night is as cleare as the daye, the darcknesse & light are both alike.
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:
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.
4 Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me.
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.
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.
8 He is hyer the heaue, what wilt thou do? Deper the hell, how wilt thou then knowe him?
2 Though they were buryed in the hell, my honde shal fetch them from thence: though they clymme vp to heauen, yet shal I cast them downe:
3 Yf thou (LORDE) wilt be extreme to marcke what is done amysse, Oh LORDE, who maye abyde it?
13 Though I tary neuer so moch, yet the graue is my house, and I must make my bed in the darcke.
23 Neuerthelesse, I am allwaye by the, thou holdest me by my right hande.
24 Thou ledest me with thy coucel, and afterwarde receauest me vnto glory.
25 O what is there prepared for me in heauen? there is nothinge vpo earth, that I desyre in comparison of the.
6 Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes.
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.
6 I wente downe to the botome of the hilles, & was barred in with earth for euer. But thou (o LORDE my God) hast brought vp my lyfe agayne out of corrupcion.
4 Though I shulde walke now in the valley of the shadowe of death, yet I feare no euell, for thou art with me: thy staffe & thy shepehoke coforte me.
15 Yet darre I laye, yt thou shalt be brought downe to the depe of hell.
3 Thou LORDE hast brought my soule out of hell: thou hast kepte my life, where as they go downe to the pytte.
13 O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.
24 Maye eny man hyde him self so, that I shal not se him? saieth the LORDE. Do not I fulfill heauen and earth? saieth the LORDE.
3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
6 The paynes of hell came aboute me, and the snares of death had ouertaken me.
5 Yet in my trouble I called vpo the LORDE, & coplayned vnto my God.
16 Camest thou euer into the groude of the see, Or, hast thou walked in ye lowe corners of ye depe?
10 Therfore dyd my hert reioyce, & my tunge was glad, my flesh also shall rest in hope.
12 Now because yt God is hyer the the heauens, & because thou seist yt the starres are so hye,
20 Therfore wil I prayse the & thy faithfulnesse (o God) playege vpon the lute, vnto the wil I synge vpon the harpe. o thou holy one of Israel.
16 For thou hast nombred all my goynges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.
4 Where wast thou, when I layed ye foundacions of the earth? Tell planely yff thou hast vnderstondinge.
9 For thou LORDE art my hope, thou hast set thy house of defence very hye.
13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche:
11 Maye thy louynge kyndnes be shewed in the graue, or thy faithfulnesse in destruccion?
9 Hell also trembleth at thy commynge, All mightie men and prynces of the earth, steppe forth before the. All kynges of the earth stonde vp fro their seates,
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.
11 Thou breakest the proude, like one that is wounded, thou scatrest thine enemies abrode with thy mightie arme.
3 Thou haddest cast me downe depe in ye middest off the see, and the floude compased me aboute: yee all thy wawes and rowles of water went ouer me,
4 I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
13 For greate is thy mercy towarde me, thou hast delyuered my soule from ye nethermost hell.