And in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made Marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well. For You formed my inward parts You covered me in my mother’s womb. If I say, “Surely the darkness shall fall on me,” Even the night shall be light about me Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, but the night shines as the day The darkness and the light are both alike to You. If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, Even there Your hand shall lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me. Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? If I ascend into heaven, You are there If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me It is high, I cannot attain it. You have hedged me behind and before, and laid Your hand upon me. For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, O Lord, You know it altogether. You comprehend my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways. You know my sitting down and my rising up You understand my thought afar off. O Lord, You have searched me and known me. Hymns from The Lutheran Hymnal (1941) unless otherwise noted
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