Ψαλμοί 139
1 εἰς τὸ τέλος ψαλμὸς τῷ Δαυιδ κύριε ἐδοκίμασάς με καὶ ἔγνως με
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. Yahweh, you have searched me, and you know me.
2 σὺ ἔγνως τὴν καθέδραν μου καὶ τὴν ἔγερσίν μου σὺ συνῆκας τοὺς διαλογισμούς μου ἀπὸ μακρόθεν
You know my sitting down and my rising up. You perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 τὴν τρίβον μου καὶ τὴν σχοῖνόν μου σὺ ἐξιχνίασας καὶ πάσας τὰς ὁδούς μου προεῖδες
You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
4 ὅτι οὐκ ἔστιν λόγος ἐν γλώσσῃ μου
For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, Yahweh, you know it altogether.
5 ἰδού κύριε σὺ ἔγνως πάντα τὰ ἔσχατα καὶ τὰ ἀρχαῖα σὺ ἔπλασάς με καὶ ἔθηκας ἐπ’ ἐμὲ τὴν χεῖρά σου
You hem me in behind and before. You laid your hand on me.
6 ἐθαυμαστώθη ἡ γνῶσίς σου ἐξ ἐμοῦ ἐκραταιώθη οὐ μὴ δύνωμαι πρὸς αὐτήν
This knowledge is beyond me. It’s lofty. I can’t attain it.
7 ποῦ πορευθῶ ἀπὸ τοῦ πνεύματός σου καὶ ἀπὸ τοῦ προσώπου σου ποῦ φύγω
Where could I go from your Spirit? Or where could I flee from your presence?
If I ascend up into heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, you are there! (Sheol h7585)
9 ἐὰν ἀναλάβοιμι τὰς πτέρυγάς μου κατ’ ὄρθρον καὶ κατασκηνώσω εἰς τὰ ἔσχατα τῆς θαλάσσης
If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10 καὶ γὰρ ἐκεῖ ἡ χείρ σου ὁδηγήσει με καὶ καθέξει με ἡ δεξιά σου
even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me.
11 καὶ εἶπα ἄρα σκότος καταπατήσει με καὶ νὺξ φωτισμὸς ἐν τῇ τρυφῇ μου
If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me. The light around me will be night,”
12 ὅτι σκότος οὐ σκοτισθήσεται ἀπὸ σοῦ καὶ νὺξ ὡς ἡμέρα φωτισθήσεται ὡς τὸ σκότος αὐτῆς οὕτως καὶ τὸ φῶς αὐτῆς
even the darkness doesn’t hide from you, but the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you.
13 ὅτι σὺ ἐκτήσω τοὺς νεφρούς μου κύριε ἀντελάβου μου ἐκ γαστρὸς μητρός μου
For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 ἐξομολογήσομαί σοι ὅτι φοβερῶς ἐθαυμαστώθην θαυμάσια τὰ ἔργα σου καὶ ἡ ψυχή μου γινώσκει σφόδρα
I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
15 οὐκ ἐκρύβη τὸ ὀστοῦν μου ἀπὸ σοῦ ὃ ἐποίησας ἐν κρυφῇ καὶ ἡ ὑπόστασίς μου ἐν τοῖς κατωτάτοις τῆς γῆς
My frame wasn’t hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 τὸ ἀκατέργαστόν μου εἴδοσαν οἱ ὀφθαλμοί σου καὶ ἐπὶ τὸ βιβλίον σου πάντες γραφήσονται ἡμέρας πλασθήσονται καὶ οὐθεὶς ἐν αὐτοῖς
Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.
17 ἐμοὶ δὲ λίαν ἐτιμήθησαν οἱ φίλοι σου ὁ θεός λίαν ἐκραταιώθησαν αἱ ἀρχαὶ αὐτῶν
How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!
18 ἐξαριθμήσομαι αὐτούς καὶ ὑπὲρ ἄμμον πληθυνθήσονται ἐξηγέρθην καὶ ἔτι εἰμὶ μετὰ σοῦ
If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
19 ἐὰν ἀποκτείνῃς ἁμαρτωλούς ὁ θεός ἄνδρες αἱμάτων ἐκκλίνατε ἀπ’ ἐμοῦ
If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
20 ὅτι ἐρεῖς εἰς διαλογισμόν λήμψονται εἰς ματαιότητα τὰς πόλεις σου
For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.
21 οὐχὶ τοὺς μισοῦντάς σε κύριε ἐμίσησα καὶ ἐπὶ τοῖς ἐχθροῖς σου ἐξετηκόμην
Yahweh, don’t I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?
22 τέλειον μῖσος ἐμίσουν αὐτούς εἰς ἐχθροὺς ἐγένοντό μοι
I hate them with perfect hatred. They have become my enemies.
23 δοκίμασόν με ὁ θεός καὶ γνῶθι τὴν καρδίαν μου ἔτασόν με καὶ γνῶθι τὰς τρίβους μου
Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.
24 καὶ ἰδὲ εἰ ὁδὸς ἀνομίας ἐν ἐμοί καὶ ὁδήγησόν με ἐν ὁδῷ αἰωνίᾳ
See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way.
