PSALMS 139 Parallel KJV
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KING JAMES VERSION (KJV)


1  (To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.) O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me.

2  Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.

3  Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.

4  For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.

5  Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.

6  Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.

7  Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

8  If I ascend up into heaven, 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 uttermost parts of the sea;

10  Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

11  If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.

12  Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.

13  For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.

14  I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

15  My 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 unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

17  How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

18  If I should count them, they are more in number than 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 speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.

21  Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

22  I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.

23  Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:

24  And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

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1  To the chiefe Musician, A Psalme of Dauid. 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 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  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  If I say, Surely the darkenes shall couer me: euen the night shall bee light about me.

12  Yea the darkenesse hideth not from thee, but the night shineth as the day: the darknes and the light are both alike to thee.

13  For thou hast possessed my reines: 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 right well.

15  My 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 all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned: when as yet there was none of them.

17  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 wicked way in me: and leade me in the way euerlasting.