Ainu Bible John Batchelor's New Testament, 1897 · Psalms · Jonah
Iyohaichish Iyohaycis Psalms 詩篇

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For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

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LORD, thou hast searched me, and known [me].

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Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.

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Thou searchest out my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.

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For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.

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Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.

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[Such ]knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.

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Whither shall I from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

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If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there.

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If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;

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Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

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If I say, Surely the darkness shall overwhelm me, and the light about me shall be night;

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Even the darkness hideth not from thee, but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike [to thee].

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For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.

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I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: wonderful are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

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My frame was not hidden from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

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Thine eyes did see mine unperfect substance, and in thy book were all [my members ]written, which day by day were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

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How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

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If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

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Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.

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For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take [thy name ]in vain.

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Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

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I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.

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Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me and know my thoughts:

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And see if there be any way of wickedness in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

Batchelor 1897 · text: public domain · edition layers: CC BY 4.0 · scans: Internet Archive bible.aynu.org