Psalms 139
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. LORD, you have searched me, and you know me.
`To victorie, the salm of Dauith. Lord, thou hast preued me, and hast knowe me;
2 You know my sitting down and my rising up. You perceive my thoughts from afar.
thou hast knowe my sitting, and my rising ayen.
3 You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
Thou hast vndirstonde my thouytis fro fer; thou hast enquerid my path and my corde.
4 For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, LORD, you know it altogether.
And thou hast bifor seien alle my weies; for no word is in my tunge.
5 You hem me in behind and before. You laid your hand on me.
Lo! Lord, thou hast knowe alle thingis, the laste thingis and elde; thou hast formed me, and hast set thin hond on me.
6 This knowledge is beyond me. It’s lofty. I can’t attain it.
Thi kunnyng is maad wondirful of me; it is coumfortid, and Y schal not mowe to it.
7 Where could I go from your Spirit? Or where could I flee from your presence?
Whidir schal Y go fro thi spirit; and whider schal Y fle fro thi face?
8 If I ascend up into heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, you are there! (Sheol h7585)
If Y schal stie in to heuene, thou art there; if Y schal go doun to helle, thou art present. (Sheol h7585)
9 If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea,
If Y schal take my fetheris ful eerli; and schal dwelle in the last partis of the see.
10 even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me.
And sotheli thider thin hond schal leede me forth; and thi riyt hond schal holde me.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me. The light around me will be night,”
And Y seide, In hap derknessis schulen defoule me; and the nyyt is my liytnyng in my delicis.
12 even the darkness doesn’t hide from you, but the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you.
For whi derknessis schulen not be maad derk fro thee, aud the niyt schal be liytned as the dai; as the derknessis therof, so and the liyt therof.
13 For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
For thou haddist in possessioun my reines; thou tokist me vp fro the wombe of my modir.
14 I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
I schal knouleche to thee, for thou art magnefied dreedfuli; thi werkis ben wondirful, and my soule schal knouleche ful miche.
15 My frame wasn’t hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
Mi boon, which thou madist in priuete, is not hyd fro thee; and my substaunce in the lower partis of erthe.
16 Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.
Thin iyen sien myn vnperfit thing, and alle men schulen be writun in thi book; daies schulen be formed, and no man is in tho.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!
Forsothe, God, thi frendis ben maad onourable ful myche to me; the princeheed of hem is coumfortid ful myche.
18 If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
I schal noumbre hem, and thei schulen be multiplied aboue grauel; Y roos vp, and yit Y am with thee.
19 If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
For thou, God, schalt slee synneris; ye menquelleris, bowe awei fro me.
20 For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.
For ye seien in thouyt; Take thei her citees in vanite.
21 LORD, don’t I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?
Lord, whether Y hatide not hem that hatiden thee; and Y failide on thin enemyes?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred. They have become my enemies.
Bi perfite haterede Y hatide hem; thei weren maad enemyes to me.
23 Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.
God, preue thou me, and knowe thou myn herte; axe thou me, and knowe thou my pathis.
24 See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way.
And se thou, if weie of wickidnesse is in me; and lede thou me forth in euerlastinge wei.
