YLT(i)
1 To the Overseer. —A Psalm by David. Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest.
2 Thou—Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar.
3 My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And with all my ways hast been acquainted.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!
5 Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand.
6 Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.
7 Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee? 8 If I ascend the heavens—there Thou art, And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee! 9 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.
7 Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee? 8 If I ascend the heavens—there Thou art, And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee! 9 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.