Psalm 139:1-16
You have searched Anna, Lord,
and you know her.
You know when she sits and when she rises;
you perceive her thoughts from afar.
You discern her going out and her lying down;
you are familiar with all her ways.
Before a word is on her tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem her behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon her.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for her,
too lofty for her to attain.
Where can she go from your Spirit?
Where can she flee from your presence?
If she goes up to the heavens, you are there;
if she makes her bed in the depths, you are there.
If she rises on the wings of the dawn,
if she settles on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide her,
your right hand will hold her fast.
If she says, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
For you created her inmost being;
you knit her together in her mother’s womb.
I praise you because she is fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
Her frame was not hidden from you
when she was made in the secret place,
when she was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw her unformed body;
all the days ordained for her were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
