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The Book of Psalms in English Metre

The Newest Version Fitted to the Common Tunes. By Charles Darby

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Psalm CXXXIX.

1

Thou searchest, Lord, and knowest me,
To thee all things are bare,
My lying down, my rising up,
My thoughts before they are.

2

My words and all my ways are known,
My secret acts are found:
Thy hand can reach me every where,
Thine eye besets me round.

3

This knowledge is too wonderful
For me to comprehend:
So high above my highest reach
Thy wisdom doth ascend.

4

How shall I from thy spirit go,
Which every thing doth see?
Thy presence filleth every place;
Then whither shall I flee?

5

If I to heaven should ascend;
Thou sittest there on high:
If down to hell; even hell it self
Is naked to thine eye.

6

If I as swift as morning light,
should fly beyond the main:
Thy mighty hand can reach me there,
And fetch me back again.

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7

If I in darkness hide my self;
The night to thee doth shine:
Darkness and light are both alike
To those pure eyes of thine.

8

My reins and all my inward parts,
By thee created were:
When I was in my mothers womb,
Thou did'st protect me there.

9

I cannot but admire, O Lord,
Thy most amazing art,
Whereby my body was compos'd,
And wrought in every part.

10

When I was formed in the womb,
Thou did'st my substance see:
My members in thy book were writ,
And shaped all by thee.

11

How precious are thy thoughts to me!
To what a sum they mount!
If I pretend to reckon them,
It is in vain to count.

12

The very sands upon the shoar
May sooner counted be:
For every morning I awake,
Lord I am still with thee.

13

But thou wilt slay the wicked man;
Depart, ye bloody train:
That wickedly blaspheme the Lord,
And take his name in vain.

14

Hate I not them that hate the Lord,
And up against him rise?

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Yes, Lord, I hate them perfectly,
And count mine enemies.

15

Search me, O God, and know my heart,
And if I do amiss:
O lead me in the way that goes
To everlasting bliss.