God hears my whispered prayers amid hundreds of sonorous voices.
How blessed I am to be known by my God.
'O Lord, you have searched me
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying
down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely, O Lord.
You hem me in - behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for
me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your
presence?
[Psalm 139:1-7]
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