Verse 7
Psalms 139:7
Geneva Bible
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Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
Original Language Text
hebrew
אָ֭נָ֥ה אֵלֵ֣ךְ מֵ/רוּחֶ֑/ךָ וְ֝/אָ֗נָה מִ/פָּנֶ֥י/ךָ אֶבְרָֽח
English Translation
Where shall I go from Your Spirit, and where shall I flee from Your presence?
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 139 Context
1
To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. O Lord, thou hast tried me and knowen me.
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Thou knowest my sitting and my rising: thou vnderstandest my thought afarre off.
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Thou compassest my pathes, and my lying downe, and art accustomed to all my wayes.
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For there is not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest it wholy, O Lord.
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Thou holdest mee straite behinde and before, and layest thine hand vpon me.
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Thy knowledge is too wonderfull for mee: it is so high that I cannot attaine vnto it.
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Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
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If I ascende into heauen, thou art there: if I lye downe in hell, thou art there.
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9
Let mee take the winges of the morning, and dwell in the vttermost parts of the sea:
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Yet thither shall thine hand leade me, and thy right hand holde me.
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11
If I say, Yet the darkenes shall hide me, euen the night shalbe light about me.
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Yea, the darkenes hideth not from thee: but the night shineth as the day: the darkenes and light are...
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13
For thou hast possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
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I will praise thee, for I am fearefully and wonderously made: marueilous are thy workes, and my soul...
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My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the ear...
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Thine eyes did see me, when I was without forme: for in thy booke were all things written, which in...
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Howe deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O God (Elohim)! how great is ye summe of them!
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If I should count them, they are moe then the sand: when I wake, I am still with thee.
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Oh that thou wouldest slay, O God (Elohim), the wicked and bloody men, to whom I say, Depart ye from...
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20
Which speake wickedly of thee, and being thine enemies are lifted vp in vaine.
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Doe not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and doe not I earnestly contend with those that rise vp...
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I hate them with an vnfained hatred, as they were mine vtter enemies.
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Try mee, O God (Elohim), and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,
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And consider if there be any way of wickednes in me, and leade me in the way for euer.
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