Psalms 139:1-24 (NIV) O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD.
You hem me in–behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you. If only you would slay the wicked, O God! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name. Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD, and abhor those who rise up against you? I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
If I try to hide from you/you are there to find me/and if I try to I try to fly away on the wings of the dawn/
and if I try to sleep in depths/you are there with me/and I can not understand how you can/hem me behind and before/
such knowledge is too lofty for me to attain/
If I try to run from you/you come and chase me down/you know when I fall asleep/and when I feel like I am so far away/
I know you have me in your palm. I cannot help but praise you for your eyes/saw my unformed body/
and all the days ordained for me/were written in your book/before one of them came to be/
Your eyes have seen my unformed body/before I became a thought/so many times/I want to praise you/
because of your mercy/honor and glory/I realize how wonderfully made/and my frame was not hidden from you/
when I was in that secret place/you know me and created my inmost being.
There are so many things/that you know about me/and so many times/I have forgot to remember who I am/and even more times/
I have been caught in the moment/and I seem to leave you somewhere out of my life/but I want you back/
and I come running to you/to feel your embrace.