Psalm 139 | New International Reader’s Version English Standard Version

Psalm 139 | New International Reader’s Version

For the director of music. A psalm of David.

1 LORD, you have seen what is in my heart. You know all about me. 2 You know when I sit down and when I get up. You know what I’m thinking even though you are far away. 3 You know when I go out to work and when I come back home. You know exactly how I live. 4 LORD, even before I speak a word, you know all about it. 5 You are all around me, behind me and in front of me. You hold me safe in your hand. 6 I’m amazed at how well you know me. It’s more than I can understand. 7 How can I get away from your Spirit? Where can I go to escape from you? 8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there. If I lie down in the deepest parts of the earth, you are also there. 9 Suppose I were to rise with the sun in the east. Suppose I travel to the west where it sinks into the ocean. 10 Your hand would always be there to guide me. Your right hand would still be holding me close. 11 Suppose I were to say, ‘I’m sure the darkness will hide me. The light around me will become as dark as night.’ 12 Even that darkness would not be dark to you. The night would shine like the day, because darkness is like light to you. 13 You created the deepest parts of my being. You put me together inside my mother’s body. 14 How you made me is amazing and wonderful. I praise you for that. What you have done is wonderful. I know that very well. 15 None of my bones was hidden from you when you made me inside my mother’s body. That place was as dark as the deepest parts of the earth. When you were putting me together there, 16 your eyes saw my body even before it was formed. You planned how many days I would live. You wrote down the number of them in your book before I had lived through even one of them. 17 God, your thoughts about me are priceless. No one can possibly add them all up. 18 If I could count them, they would be more than the grains of sand. If I were to fall asleep counting and then wake up, you would still be there with me. 19 God, I wish you would kill the people who are evil! I wish those murderers would get away from me! 20 They are your enemies. They misuse your name. They misuse it for their own evil purposes. 21 LORD, I really hate those who hate you! I really hate those who rise up against you! 22 I have nothing but hatred for them. I consider them to be my enemies. 23 God, see what is in my heart. Know what is there. Test me. Know what I’m thinking. 24 See if there’s anything in my life you don’t like. Help me live in the way that is always right.

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English Standard Version

Search Me, O God, and Know My Heart

1 To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. O Lord, you have searched me and known me! 2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. 3 You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. 4 Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. 5 You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it. 7 Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? 8 If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! 9 If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, 10 even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me. 11 If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night,” 12 even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you. 13 For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. 14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.* Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. 15 My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. 16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. 17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! 18 If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you. 19 Oh that you would slay the wicked, O God! O men of blood, depart from me! 20 They speak against you with malicious intent; your enemies take your name in vain.* 21 Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord? And do I not loathe those who rise up against you? 22 I hate them with complete hatred; I count them my enemies. 23 Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts!* 24 And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!*