Le Livre des Psaumes

Chapître 139

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To the chief Musician,¹⁸ A Psalm of David.
O LORD, thou hast searched¹ me, and known⁴ [me].

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Thou knowest¹ my downsitting² and mine uprising,² thou understandest¹ my thought afar off.

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Thou compassest¹⁴ my path and my lying down, and art acquainted⁵² [with] all my ways.

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For [there is] not a word in my tongue, [but], lo, O LORD, thou knowest¹ it altogether.

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Thou hast beset¹ me behind and before, and laid⁴ thine hand upon me.

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[Such] knowledge [is] too wonderful ⁶³⁸³ for me; it is high,⁸ I cannot ^{3201 4} [attain] unto it.

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Whither shall I go⁴ from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee⁴ from thy presence?

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If I ascend up⁴ into heaven, thou [art] there: if I make my bed⁵⁵ in hell, behold, thou [art there].

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[If] I take⁴ the wings of the morning, [and] dwell⁴ in the uttermost parts of the sea;

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Even there shall thy hand lead⁵⁵ me, and thy right hand shall hold me.⁴

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If I say,⁴ Surely the darkness shall cover⁴ me; even the night shall be light about me.

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Yea, the darkness hideth⁵⁵ not from thee; but the night shineth⁵⁵ as the day: the darkness and the light [are] both alike [to thee].

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For thou hast possessed¹ my reins: thou hast covered⁴ me in my mother's womb.

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I will praise⁵⁵ thee; for I am fearfully¹² [and] wonderfully made:⁸ marvellous¹² [are] thy works; and [that] my soul knoweth⁶ right well.

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My substance was not hid⁸ from thee, when I was made²⁷ in secret, [and] curiously wrought²⁷ in the lowest parts of the earth.

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Thine eyes did see¹ my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all [my members] were written,¹¹ [which] in continuance were fashioned,²⁷ when [as yet there was] none of them.

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How precious¹ also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great¹ is the sum of them!

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[If] I should count⁴ them, they are more in number⁴ than the sand: when I awake,⁵² I am still with thee.

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Surely thou wilt slay⁴ the wicked, O God: depart³ from me therefore, ye bloody men.

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For they speak⁴ against thee wickedly, [and] thine enemies take¹ [thy name] in vain.

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Do not I hate⁴ them, O LORD, that hate¹⁸ thee? and am not I grieved¹¹³ with those that rise up against thee?

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I hate¹ them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.⁶

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 Search³ me, O God, and know³ my heart: try³ me, and know³ my thoughts:

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And see³ if [there be any] wicked way in me, and lead³ me in the way everlasting.