The Message Bible MSG
New International Version NIV
8 If I climb to the sky, you're there! If I go underground, you're there!
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If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I flew on morning's wings to the far western horizon,
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If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 You'd find me in a minute - you're already there waiting!
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even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
11 Then I said to myself, "Oh, he even sees me in the dark! At night I'm immersed in the light!"
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If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,”
12 It's a fact: darkness isn't dark to you; night and day, darkness and light, they're all the same to you.
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even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
13 Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother's womb.
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For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I thank you, High God - you're breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration - what a creation!
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I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
15 You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
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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.
16 Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared before I'd even lived one day.
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Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
17 Your thoughts - how rare, how beautiful! God, I'll never comprehend them!
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How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!
18 I couldn't even begin to count them - any more than I could count the sand of the sea. Oh, let me rise in the morning and live always with you!
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Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you.
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