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Though the Lord is great, he cares for the
humble,
but he keeps his distance from the proud.
Though I am surrounded by troubles,
you will protect me from the anger of
my enemies.
You reach out your hand,
and the power of your right hand saves me.
The Lord will work out his plans for
my life—
for your faithful love, O Lord, endures
forever.
Don’t abandon me, for you made me.
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For the choir director: A psalm
of David.
O Lord, you have examined my heart
and know everything about me.
You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my thoughts even when
I’m far away.
You see me when I travel
and when I rest at home.
You know everything I do.
You know what I am going to say
even before I say it, Lord.
You go before me and follow me.
You place your hand of blessing on
my head.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too great for me to understand!
I can never escape from your Spirit!
I can never get away from your presence!
If I go up to heaven, you are there;
if I go down to the grave,* you are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning,
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PSALM 1 3 9 :1 -1 2
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If you wanted to build a friendship with
a celebrity or a head of state, you would
have to go to great lengths even to get
started. Perhaps you would send a letter
of request, travel to that person’s city,
dress in your finest clothes, and put
on your most sophisticated demeanor,
hoping that he or she would condescend
to grant you an audience. But to know
the God of the universe, we are not
required to do any more than confess
who and where we are. The first step in
seeking God is to know that he is seeking
us. Begin each day by confessing where
you are, and you will find that he is
already there.
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if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there your hand will guide me,
and your strength will support me.
I could ask the darkness to hide me
and the light around me to become night—
but even in darkness I cannot hide
from you.
To you the night shines as bright as day.
Darkness and light are the same to you.
You made all the delicate, inner parts of
my body
and knit me together in my mother’s
womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully
complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how
well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in
utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of
the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in
your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
How precious are your thoughts about me,*
O God.
They cannot be numbered!
I can’t even count them;
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!
O God, if only you would destroy the wicked!
Get out of my life, you murderers!
They blaspheme you;
your enemies misuse your name.
O Lord, shouldn’t I hate those who hate you?
Shouldn’t I despise those who oppose you?
Yes, I hate them with total hatred,
for your enemies are my enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
Point out anything in me that offends you,
and lead me along the path of
everlasting life.
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For the choir director: A psalm
of David.
O Lord, rescue me from evil people.
Protect me from those who are violent,
those who plot evil in their hearts
and stir up trouble all day long.
Their tongues sting like a snake;
the venom of a viper drips from their lips.
Interlude
139:8 Hebrew to Sheol. 139:17 Or How precious to me are
your thoughts.