Lord you're near me every hour
Sleeping or arising
You who see me from afar
You would know the least thing Lord before me and behind
Infinite and ageless
Such a number is too high I cannot attain it
If in Sheol I will lie
If to heaven I will fly
Even there you'll find me
You will be beside me Far beyond the great sea
For I Am will guide me
Even there your hand will lead
If I fled on morning wings In the secret of the womb
I was formed and molded
wonderfully worthed
I was skillfull and adorned Long before you gave them
You have numbered all my days
In the pages of the book
They have all been gifted High and wondrous are your thoughts
Fast beyond our telling
If I count them they grow more
Let evil never find me
I can never grasp them Sure and everlasting.Search me God and know my heart
Lead me on your rigtheous path.
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