Psa 139:1 God you know everything about me.
Psa 139:2 I am an open book to You; even from a distance, You know what I'm thinking.
Psa 139:3 You know when I leave and when I get back; I'm never out of Your sight.
Psa 139:4 You know everything I'm going to say before I start the first sentence.
Psa 139:5 If I look behind me, You are there. When I look ahead, You're there, too. Your assuring presence goes where ever I go. Wherever I am, there You are.
Psa 139:7 There isn't anyplace I can go to avoid Your Spirit; to be out of Your sight!
Psa 139:8 If I climb to the sky, You're there! If I go underground, You're there!
Psa 139:9 If I flew on morning's wings to the far western horizon,
Psa 139:10 You'd find me because You're already there waiting for me.
Psa 139:11 You even see me in the night because Your light shines as the day.
Psa 139:12 It's a fact: darkness isn't dark to You; night and day, darkness and light, they're all the same to You.
Psa 139:13 Oh yes, You shaped me first inside, then out; You formed me in my mother's womb, I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psa 139:14 In Your sight I am breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
Psa 139:15 God knows me inside and out, He knows every bone in my body; He knows exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Psa 139:16 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 even lived one day.
Psa 139:17 You're thoughts, God, are towards me, they are far from what human understanding can conceive and in my own understanding, there are no words to describe, in my own language, they are rare and beautiful--how rare, how beautiful! I'll never comprehend them! In heavenly language they race across the sky, shouting Hosanna's to the King for the amazing person You created me to be.
Psa 139:18 I couldn't even begin to count them-- any more than I could count the sand of the sea. They will cause me to rise up each morning expectantly running to meet my King in a face to face embrace, this God of Grace, this God of Love.
Psa 139:2 I am an open book to You; even from a distance, You know what I'm thinking.
Psa 139:3 You know when I leave and when I get back; I'm never out of Your sight.
Psa 139:4 You know everything I'm going to say before I start the first sentence.
Psa 139:5 If I look behind me, You are there. When I look ahead, You're there, too. Your assuring presence goes where ever I go. Wherever I am, there You are.
Psa 139:7 There isn't anyplace I can go to avoid Your Spirit; to be out of Your sight!
Psa 139:8 If I climb to the sky, You're there! If I go underground, You're there!
Psa 139:9 If I flew on morning's wings to the far western horizon,
Psa 139:10 You'd find me because You're already there waiting for me.
Psa 139:11 You even see me in the night because Your light shines as the day.
Psa 139:12 It's a fact: darkness isn't dark to You; night and day, darkness and light, they're all the same to You.
Psa 139:13 Oh yes, You shaped me first inside, then out; You formed me in my mother's womb, I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psa 139:14 In Your sight I am breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
Psa 139:15 God knows me inside and out, He knows every bone in my body; He knows exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Psa 139:16 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 even lived one day.
Psa 139:17 You're thoughts, God, are towards me, they are far from what human understanding can conceive and in my own understanding, there are no words to describe, in my own language, they are rare and beautiful--how rare, how beautiful! I'll never comprehend them! In heavenly language they race across the sky, shouting Hosanna's to the King for the amazing person You created me to be.
Psa 139:18 I couldn't even begin to count them-- any more than I could count the sand of the sea. They will cause me to rise up each morning expectantly running to meet my King in a face to face embrace, this God of Grace, this God of Love.
