Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,1 too lofty2 for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee3 from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens,4 you are there; if I make my bed5 in the depths,a 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,6 your right hand7 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 dark8 to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;9 you knit me together10 in my mother's womb.1114
I praise you12 because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful,13 I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made14 in the secret place. When I was woven together15 in the depths of the earth,1616
your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained17 for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.