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139 To the Overseer. -- A Psalm by David. Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest.

Thou -- Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar.

My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And [with] all my ways hast been acquainted.

For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!

Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand.

Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.

Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?

If I ascend the heavens -- there Thou [art], And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!

I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,

10 Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.

11 And I say, `Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night [is] light to me.

12 Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as [is] darkness so [is] light.

13 For Thou -- Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.

14 I confess Thee, because that [with] wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful [are] Thy works, And my soul is knowing [it] well.

15 My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.

16 Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed -- And not one among them.

17 And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum!

18 I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee.

19 Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me!

20 Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity [are] Thine enemies.

21 Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself?

22 [With] perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.

23 Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts,

24 And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during!

140 To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Deliver me, O Jehovah, from an evil man, From one of violence Thou keepest me.

Who have devised evils in the heart, All the day they assemble [for] wars.

They sharpened their tongue as a serpent, Poison of an adder [is] under their lips. Selah.

Preserve me, Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked, From one of violence Thou keepest me, Who have devised to overthrow my steps.

The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.

I have said to Jehovah, `My God [art] Thou, Hear, Jehovah, the voice of my supplications.'

O Jehovah, my Lord, strength of my salvation, Thou hast covered my head in the day of armour.

Grant not, O Jehovah, the desires of the wicked, His wicked device bring not forth, They are high. Selah.

The chief of my surrounders, The perverseness of their lips covereth them.

10 They cause to fall on themselves burning coals, Into fire He doth cast them, Into deep pits -- they arise not.

11 A talkative man is not established in the earth, One of violence -- evil hunteth to overflowing.

12 I have known that Jehovah doth execute The judgment of the afflicted, The judgment of the needy.

13 Only -- the righteous give thanks to Thy name, The upright do dwell with Thy presence!

141 A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear [to] my voice when I call to Thee.

My prayer is prepared -- incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands -- the evening present.

Set, O Jehovah, a watch for my mouth, Watch Thou over the door of my lips.

Incline not my heart to an evil thing, To do habitually actions in wickedness, With men working iniquity, Yea, I eat not of their pleasant things.

The righteous doth beat me [in] kindness. And doth reprove me, Oil of the head my head disalloweth not, For still my prayer [is] about their vexations.

Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.

As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.

But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, [are] mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.

Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.

10 The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!

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