"If I rise on the wings of the dawn..."

Psalm 139: 1-10, 14, 23-24

Oh Lord, you have searched me and you know me.

You know when I sit and when I rise;

You perceive my thoughts from afar.

You discern my going out and my lying down;

You are familiar with all my ways. 

Before a word was on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord.

You hem me in--behind and before; 

you have laid you hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, 

Too lofty for me to attain.

Whither shall I go from thy spirit?

Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there, 

If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. 

If I rise on the wings of dawn, 

If I settle on the far side of the sea,

Even there you hand will guide me, 

you right hand will hold me fast.

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made...

Search me, O God, and know my heart;

Test me and know my anxious thoughts.

See if there is any offensive way in me, 

and lead me in the way of everlasting.

~The Scribbler in the Attic