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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData To the Overseer. -- A Psalm by David. Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Thou -- Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And `with' all my ways hast been acquainted. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all! |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it. |
| 7 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee? |
| 8 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData If I ascend the heavens -- there Thou `art', And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee! |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea, |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData And I say, `Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night `is' light to me. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as `is' darkness so `is' light. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData For Thou -- Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData I confess Thee, because that `with' wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful `are' Thy works, And my soul is knowing `it' well. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed -- And not one among them. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum! |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me! |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity `are' Thine enemies. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself? |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData `With' perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts, |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during! |
