Lord, Thou hast searched me, and dost know
Where’er I rest, where’er I go;
Thou knowest all that I have planned,
And all my ways are in Thy hand.

2 My words from Thee I cannot hide;
I feel Thy power on every side;
O wondrous knowledge, awful might,
Unfathomed depth, unmeasured height!

3 Where can I go apart from Thee,
O wither from Thy presence flee?
In heaven? It is Thy dwelling fair;
In depth’s abode? Lo, Thou art there.

4 If I the wings of morning take,
And far away my dwelling make,
The hand that leadeth me is Thine,
And my support Thy power divine.

5 If deepest darkness cover me,
The darkness hideth not from Thee;
To Thee both night and day are bright,
The darkness shineth as the light.