I WAS MADE IN SECRET

PSALM 139:15-24


MY SUBSTANCE
WAS NOT HID FROM THEE,
WHEN
I WAS MADE IN SECRET,
AND
CURIOUSLY WROUGHT
IN THE LOWEST
PARTS OF THE EARTH.
THINE 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.
HOW PRECIOUS
ALSO ARE
THY
THOUGHTS UNTO ME,
O GOD!
HOW GREAT IS THE SUM OF THEM!
IF I SHOULD COUNT THEM,
THEY ARE MORE IN NUMBER
THAN THE SAND:
WHEN I AWAKE,
I AM STILL WITH THEE.

SURELY THOU WILT
SLAY THE WICKED,
O GOD:
DEPART FROM ME THEREFORE,
YE BLOODY MEN.
FOR THEY SPEAK
AGAINST THEE WICKEDLY,
AND
THINE ENEMIES
TAKE THY NAME IN VAIN.
DO NOT I HATE THEM,
OH LORD, THAT HATE THEE?
AND
AM NOT I
GRIEVED
WITH THOSE
THAT RISE UP AGAINST THEE?
I HATE THEM WITH PERFECT HATRED:
I COUNT THEM MINE ENEMIES.
SEARCH ME, O GOD,
AND
KNOW MY HEART:
TRY ME,
AND
KNOW MY THOUGHTS:
AND
SEE IF THERE BE ANY WICKED
WAY IN ME,
AND
LEAD ME IN
THE WAY EVERLASTING.
 
 
LOVE

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