Psalms 139
1 `To victorie, the salm of Dauith. Lord, thou hast preued me, and hast knowe me;
To the Overseer. — A Psalm by David. Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest.
2 thou hast knowe my sitting, and my rising ayen.
Thou — Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar.
3 Thou hast vndirstonde my thouytis fro fer; thou hast enquerid my path and my corde.
My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And [with] all my ways hast been acquainted.
4 And thou hast bifor seien alle my weies; for no word is in my tunge.
For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!
5 Lo! Lord, thou hast knowe alle thingis, the laste thingis and elde; thou hast formed me, and hast set thin hond on me.
Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand.
6 Thi kunnyng is maad wondirful of me; it is coumfortid, and Y schal not mowe to it.
Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.
7 Whidir schal Y go fro thi spirit; and whider schal Y fle fro thi face?
Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?
8 If Y schal stie in to heuene, thou art there; if Y schal go doun to helle, thou art present. (Sheol h7585)
If I ascend the heavens — there Thou [art], And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee! (Sheol h7585)
9 If Y schal take my fetheris ful eerli; and schal dwelle in the last partis of the see.
I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,
10 And sotheli thider thin hond schal leede me forth; and thi riyt hond schal holde me.
Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.
11 And Y seide, In hap derknessis schulen defoule me; and the nyyt is my liytnyng in my delicis.
And I say, 'Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night [is] light to me.
12 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.
Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as [is] darkness so [is] light.
13 For thou haddist in possessioun my reines; thou tokist me vp fro the wombe of my modir.
For Thou — Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.
14 I schal knouleche to thee, for thou art magnefied dreedfuli; thi werkis ben wondirful, and my soule schal knouleche ful miche.
I confess Thee, because that [with] wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful [are] Thy works, And my soul is knowing [it] well.
15 Mi boon, which thou madist in priuete, is not hyd fro thee; and my substaunce in the lower partis of erthe.
My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.
16 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.
Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed — And not one among them.
17 Forsothe, God, thi frendis ben maad onourable ful myche to me; the princeheed of hem is coumfortid ful myche.
And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum!
18 I schal noumbre hem, and thei schulen be multiplied aboue grauel; Y roos vp, and yit Y am with thee.
I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee.
19 For thou, God, schalt slee synneris; ye menquelleris, bowe awei fro me.
Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me!
20 For ye seien in thouyt; Take thei her citees in vanite.
Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity [are] Thine enemies.
21 Lord, whether Y hatide not hem that hatiden thee; and Y failide on thin enemyes?
Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself?
22 Bi perfite haterede Y hatide hem; thei weren maad enemyes to me.
[With] perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.
23 God, preue thou me, and knowe thou myn herte; axe thou me, and knowe thou my pathis.
Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts,
24 And se thou, if weie of wickidnesse is in me; and lede thou me forth in euerlastinge wei.
And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during!
