Psalm 139

If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the greatest depths of the sea, Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me.

For you have formed my inward parts You covered me in my mothers womb I am fearfully and wonderfully made By my Bridegroom

Where can I go from Your Spirit Lord where can I flee Nothing is out of Your presence My soul longs for Thee

If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the greatest depths of the sea, Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me.

Your eyes saw my substance, Before I was even formed, My soul was not carelessly made, But beautifully adorned

You have searched my thoughts O Lord All too well You know me Before a word is on my tongue You, Lord, know it completely

If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the greatest depths of the sea, Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me.