Psalms 139:15
My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.
My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.
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12Yea, the darkenes hideth not from thee: but the night shineth as the day: the darkenes and light are both alike.
13For thou hast possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
14I will praise thee, for I am fearefully and wonderously made: marueilous are thy workes, and my soule knoweth it well.
16Thine eyes did see me, when I was without forme: for in thy booke were all things written, which in continuance were facioned, when there was none of them before.
17Howe deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O God! how great is ye summe of them!
15He that hath made me in the wombe, hath he not made him? hath not he alone facioned vs in the wombe?
8Thine handes haue made me, and fashioned mee wholy rounde about, and wilt thou destroy me?
9Remeber, I pray thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?
5Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
6Beholde, thou louest trueth in the inwarde affections: therefore hast thou taught mee wisedome in the secret of mine heart.
6Vpon thee haue I beene stayed from the wombe: thou art he that tooke me out of my mothers bowels: my praise shalbe alwaies of thee.
7I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but thou art my sure trust.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. O Lord, thou hast tried me and knowen me.
2Thou knowest my sitting and my rising: thou vnderstandest my thought afarre off.
3Thou compassest my pathes, and my lying downe, and art accustomed to all my wayes.
4For there is not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest it wholy, O Lord.
5Thou holdest mee straite behinde and before, and layest thine hand vpon me.
6Thy knowledge is too wonderfull for mee: it is so high that I cannot attaine vnto it.
7Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
8If I ascende into heauen, thou art there: if I lye downe in hell, thou art there.
9Let mee take the winges of the morning, and dwell in the vttermost parts of the sea:
11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones and sinewes.
9But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
10I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.
23I was set vp from euerlasting, from the beginning and before the earth.
24When there were no depths, was I begotten, when there were no fountaines abounding with water.
25Before the mountaines were setled: and before the hilles, was I begotten.
26He had not yet made the earth, nor the open places, nor the height of the dust in the worlde.
27When hee prepared the heauens, I was there, when he set the compasse vpon the deepe.
16Or why was I not hid, as an vntimely birth, either as infants, which haue not seene the light?
4Where wast thou when I layd the foundations of the earth? Declare, if thou hast vnderstanding,
73Iod. Thine hands haue made me and facioned me: giue mee vnderstanding therefore, that I may learne thy commandements.
18Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
17Because he hath not slaine me, euen from the wombe, or that my mother might haue bene my graue, or her wobe a perpetual conception.
18How is it, that I came forth of the wombe, to see labour and sorowe, that my dayes shoulde be consumed with shame?
3Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.
13Though thou hast hid these things in thine heart, yet I knowe that it is so with thee.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, and keepe me secret, vntill thy wrath were past, and wouldest giue me terme, and remember me.
4As I was in the dayes of my youth: when Gods prouidence was vpon my tabernacle:
5Before I formed thee in the wombe, I knewe thee, and before thou camest out of the wombe, I sanctified thee, and ordeined thee to be a Prophet vnto the nations.
3When I beholde thine heauens, euen the workes of thy fingers, the moone and the starres which thou hast ordeined,
25Thou hast aforetime layde the foundation of the earth, and the heauens are the worke of thine hands.
8Yet thou heardest them not, neither diddest know them, neither yet was thine eare opened of olde: for I knewe that thou wouldest grieuously transgresse: therefore haue I called thee a transgressour from the wombe.
2And hee hath made my mouth like a sharpe sworde: vnder the shadowe of his hande hath he hid mee, and made me a chosen shafte, and hid me in his quiuer,
5O Lord, how glorious are thy workes! and thy thoughtes are very deepe.
10And, Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast established the earth, and the heauens are the workes of thine handes.
10Because it shut not vp the dores of my mothers wombe: nor hid sorowe from mine eyes.
11Why died I not in the birth? or why dyed I not, when I came out of the wombe?
3Who is hee that hideth counsell without knowledge? therefore haue I spoken that I vnderstood not, euen things too wonderfull for me, and which I knew not.
23Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,