Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee1 from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens,2 you are there; if I make my bed3 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,4 your right hand5 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 dark6 to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;7 you knit me together8 in my mother's womb.914
I praise you10 because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful,11 I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made12 in the secret place. When I was woven together13 in the depths of the earth,1416
your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained15 for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious tob me are your thoughts,16 O God!17 How vast is the sum of them!