1Dem Chorleiter. Von David. Ein Psalm. HERR, du hast mich erforscht und erkannt. (2Sam 7,20; Ps 17,3; Ps 139,23; Jer 12,3; Jer 17,10; Joh 21,17)2Du kennst mein Sitzen und mein Aufstehen, du verstehst mein Trachten[1] von fern. (2Kön 19,27; Ps 44,22; Mt 6,4; Lk 5,22; Joh 1,48; Joh 2,24)3Mein Wandeln und mein Liegen – du prüfst es[2]. Mit allen meinen Wegen bist du vertraut. (Hi 31,4; Ps 119,168; Spr 5,21)4Denn das Wort ist ⟨noch⟩ nicht auf meiner Zunge – siehe, HERR, du weißt es genau.5Von hinten und von vorn hast du mich umschlossen[3], du hast deine Hand auf mich gelegt.6Zu wunderbar ist die Erkenntnis für mich, zu hoch: Ich vermag sie nicht zu erfassen[4]. (Hi 11,7; Hi 42,3)7Wohin sollte ich gehen vor deinem Geist, wohin fliehen vor deinem Angesicht? (Jer 23,24)8Stiege ich zum Himmel hinauf, so bist du da. Bettete ich mich in dem Scheol, siehe, du bist da. (Spr 15,11; Am 9,2)9Erhöbe ich die Flügel der Morgenröte, ließe ich mich nieder am äußersten Ende des Meeres,10auch dort würde deine Hand mich leiten und deine Rechte mich fassen. (Am 9,3)11Und spräche ich: Nur Finsternis möge mich verbergen[5] und Nacht sei das Licht um mich her: (Hi 12,22)12Auch Finsternis würde vor dir nicht verfinstern, und die Nacht würde leuchten wie der Tag, die Finsternis wäre wie das Licht. (Hi 34,22; Dan 2,22)13Denn du bildetest meine Nieren. Du wobst[6] mich in meiner Mutter Leib. (Ps 95,6)14Ich preise dich darüber, dass ich auf eine erstaunliche, ausgezeichnete Weise gemacht bin. Wunderbar sind deine Werke, und meine Seele erkennt es sehr wohl. (Ps 92,6)15Nicht verborgen war mein Gebein vor dir, als ich gemacht wurde im Verborgenen, gewoben[7] in den Tiefen der Erde. (Hi 10,8)16Meine Urform[8] sahen deine Augen. Und in dein Buch waren sie alle eingeschrieben, die Tage, die gebildet wurden, als noch keiner von ihnen ⟨da war⟩.17Für mich aber – wie schwer[9] sind deine Gedanken, Gott! Wie gewaltig sind ihre Summen!18Wollte ich sie zählen, so sind sie zahlreicher als der Sand. Ich erwache[10] und bin noch bei dir. (Ps 40,6)19Mögest du, Gott, den Gottlosen töten! Ihr Blutmenschen, weicht von mir! (Ps 9,18; Ps 119,115)20Sie, die mit Hinterlist von dir reden, vergeblich ⟨die Hand⟩ gegen dich erheben[11]! (Jud 1,15)21Sollte ich nicht hassen, HERR, die dich hassen, und sollte mir nicht ekeln vor denen, die gegen dich aufstehen? (Ps 119,158; Offb 2,2)22Mit äußerstem Hass hasse ich sie. Sie sind Feinde für mich.23Erforsche mich, Gott, und erkenne mein Herz. Prüfe mich und erkenne meine Gedanken! (Hi 31,6; Ps 11,4; Ps 139,1)24Und sieh, ob ein Weg der Mühsal[12] bei mir ist, und leite mich auf dem ewigen Weg! (Ps 27,11)
1To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. O Lord, you have searched me and known me! (Ps 7,9; Ps 17,3; Ps 44,21; Jer 12,3)2You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. (2Kön 19,27; Hi 14,16; Hi 31,4; Kla 3,63; Mt 9,4; Joh 2,24)3You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways.4Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. (Hebr 4,13)5You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me. (Hi 9,33; Hi 19,8)6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it. (Hi 42,3; Röm 11,33)7Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? (Jer 23,24; Jon 1,3)8If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! (Hi 26,6; Am 9,2)9If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,10even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me. (Ps 23,3; Ps 139,24)11If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night,” (Hi 22,14)12even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you. (Hi 34,22; Dan 2,22)13For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. (5Mo 32,6; Hi 10,11)14I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.[1] Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. (Ps 72,18)15My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. (Hi 10,8; Ps 63,9; Pred 11,5)16Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. (Ps 56,8)17How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! (Ps 92,5)18If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you. (1Mo 22,17; Ps 40,5)19Oh that you would slay the wicked, O God! O men of blood, depart from me! (Ps 5,6; Ps 6,8; Ps 9,17; Jes 11,4)20They speak against you with malicious intent; your enemies take your name in vain.[2] (2Mo 20,7; Jud 1,15)21Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord? And do I not loathe those who rise up against you? (Ps 26,5; Ps 59,1; Ps 119,158)22I hate them with complete hatred; I count them my enemies.23Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts![3] (Ps 26,2)24And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting![4] (Ps 139,10; Jer 6,16; Jer 18,15)
1You have searched me, Lord, and you know me.2You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.3You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.4Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely.5You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me.6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.7Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?8If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.9If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,10even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.11If I say, ‘Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,’12even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.13For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.14I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.15My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.16Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.17How precious to me are your thoughts,[1] God! How vast is the sum of them!18Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand – when I awake, I am still with you.19If only you, God, would slay the wicked! Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!20They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name.21Do I not hate those who hate you, Lord, and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?22I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies.23Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.24See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
1LORD, you have seen what is in my heart. You know all about me.2You know when I sit down and when I get up. You know what I’m thinking even though you are far away.3You know when I go out to work and when I come back home. You know exactly how I live.4LORD, even before I speak a word, you know all about it.5You are all around me, behind me and in front of me. You hold me safe in your hand.6I’m amazed at how well you know me. It’s more than I can understand.7How can I get away from your Spirit? Where can I go to escape from you?8If I go up to the heavens, you are there. If I lie down in the deepest parts of the earth, you are also there.9Suppose I were to rise with the sun in the east. Suppose I travel to the west where it sinks into the ocean.10Your hand would always be there to guide me. Your right hand would still be holding me close.11Suppose I were to say, ‘I’m sure the darkness will hide me. The light around me will become as dark as night.’12Even that darkness would not be dark to you. The night would shine like the day, because darkness is like light to you.13You created the deepest parts of my being. You put me together inside my mother’s body.14How you made me is amazing and wonderful. I praise you for that. What you have done is wonderful. I know that very well.15None of my bones was hidden from you when you made me inside my mother’s body. That place was as dark as the deepest parts of the earth. When you were putting me together there,16your eyes saw my body even before it was formed. You planned how many days I would live. You wrote down the number of them in your book before I had lived through even one of them.17God, your thoughts about me are priceless. No one can possibly add them all up.18If I could count them, they would be more than the grains of sand. If I were to fall asleep counting and then wake up, you would still be there with me.19God, I wish you would kill the people who are evil! I wish those murderers would get away from me!20They are your enemies. They misuse your name. They misuse it for their own evil purposes.21LORD, I really hate those who hate you! I really hate those who rise up against you!22I have nothing but hatred for them. I consider them to be my enemies.23God, see what is in my heart. Know what is there. Test me. Know what I’m thinking.24See if there’s anything in my life you don’t like. Help me live in the way that is always right.
Psalm 139
King James Version
1To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me .2Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.3Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.4For there is not a word in my tongue, but , lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.5Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.7Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?8If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there .9If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;10Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.11If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.12Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee .13For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.14I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.15My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.16Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.17How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!18If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.19Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.20For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.21Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?22I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.23Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:24And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.