Psalms 139:4
For there is not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest it wholy, O Lord.
For there is not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest it wholy, O Lord.
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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.
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:
10Yet thither shall thine hand leade me, and thy right hand holde me.
23Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,
24And consider if there be any way of wickednes in me, and leade me in the way for euer.
5O God, thou knowest my foolishnesse, and my fautes are not hid from thee.
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.
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.
15My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.
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!
18If I should count them, they are moe then the sand: when I wake, I am still with thee.
3Thou hast prooued and visited mine heart in the night: thou hast tryed me, and foundest nothing: for I was purposed that my mouth should not offend.
4Concerning the workes of men, by the wordes of thy lips I kept mee from the paths of the cruell man.
28But I know thy dwelling, and thy going out, and thy comming in, and thy fury against me.
4For truely my wordes shall not be false, and he that is perfect in knowledge, speaketh with thee.
27I knowe thy dwelling, yea, thy going out, and thy coming in, and thy furie against me.
16But nowe thou nombrest my steppes, and doest not delay my sinnes.
3But thou, Lord, knowest me: thou hast seene me, and tried mine heart towarde thee: pull them out like sheepe for the slaughter, and prepare them for the day of slaughter.
13Though thou hast hid these things in thine heart, yet I knowe that it is so with thee.
20And what can Dauid say more vnto thee? for thou, Lord God, knowest thy seruant.
2I knowe that thou canst doe all things, and that there is no thought hidde from thee.
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.
9Lorde, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
23But God vnderstandeth the way thereof, and he knoweth the place thereof.
4Doeth not he beholde my wayes and tell all my steps?
21Shall not God searche this out? for hee knoweth the secrets of the heart.
4All the Kings of the earth shal praise thee, O Lorde: for they haue heard the wordes of thy mouth.
19Thou hast knowen my reproofe and my shame, and my dishonour: all mine aduersaries are before thee.
168I haue kept thy precepts and thy testimonies: for all my wayes are before thee.
169Tav. Let my complaint come before thee, O Lord, and giue me vnderstanding, according vnto thy worde.
8Thou hast counted my wandrings: put my teares into thy bottel: are they not in thy register?
4Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
16But I haue not thrust in my selfe for a pastour after thee, neither haue I desired the day of miserie, thou knowest: that which came out of my lips, was right before thee.
7Thou knowest that I can not do wickedly: for none can deliuer me out of thine hand.
172My tongue shall intreate of thy word: for all thy commaundements are righteous.
18And the Lorde hath taught me, and I knowe it, euen then thou shewedst mee their practises.
27And they shal know, that this is thine hand, and that thou, Lord, hast done it.
3There is no speach nor language, where their voyce is not heard.
3Set a watch, O Lorde, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.
4Knowest thou not this of olde? and since God placed man vpon the earth,
22Thou hast seene it, O Lorde: keepe not silence: be not farre from me, O Lord.