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,1 your right hand2 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 dark3 to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;4 you knit me together5 in my mother's womb.614
I praise you7 because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful,8 I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made9 in the secret place. When I was woven together10 in the depths of the earth,1116
your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained12 for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious toa me are your thoughts,13 O God!14 How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,15 they would outnumber the grains of sand.16 When I awake,17 I am still with you.
If only you would slay the wicked,18 O God! Away from me,19 you bloodthirsty men!20