Lord, you know and study me| and, Lord,
you read my mind. Lord, you know me
through and through, you watch me all time.
Close behind me, close in front, you shield me with
your hand. Such knowledge is beyond me, Lord;
I cannot understand.
Lord, you know before I speak the words that I will
say; Lord, you know before I move
each detail of my way. I cannot escape you, Lord,
your Spirit’s everywhere, though heaven-bound
or depths of hell, your presence will be there.
While inside my mother’s womb, you fashioned
every part, wrote the diary of my days before they
had their start. For these things, I thank you, Lord
The mysteries I see, the wonder, Lord, of all your
works, the wonder, Lord, of me.
