If I go up to the heavens,1 you are there; if I make my bed2 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,3 your right hand4 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 dark5 to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;6 you knit me together7 in my mother's womb.814
I praise you9 because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful,10 I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made11 in the secret place. When I was woven together12 in the depths of the earth,1316
your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained14 for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious tob me are your thoughts,15 O God!16 How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,17 they would outnumber the grains of sand.18 When I awake,19 I am still with you.