Salmos 139
Leeser Old Testament
1To the chief musician, by David, a psalm. O Lord! thou hast searched me through, and thou knowest me.
2Thou indeed knowest my sitting down and my rising up, thou understandest my thinking while yet afar off.
3My walking and my lying down hast thou limited, and with all my ways art thou acquainted.
4For, while there is not a word on my tongue, lo, thou, O Lord, knowest it entirely.
5Behind and before hast thou hedged me in, and thou placest upon me thy hand.
6Too wonderful is such knowledge for me: it is too exalted, I cannot attain unto it.
7Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee away from thy presence?
8If I should ascend into heaven, thou art there; and if I should make my bed in the nether world, behold, thou art there.
9If I should lift up the wings of the morningdawn, if I should dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea:
10Even there would thy hand lead me, and thy right hand would seize hold of me.
11If I said, Surely darkness shall enshroud me, and into night be turned the light about me:
12Yet even darkness can obscure nothing from thee; but the night will shine like the day; both the darkness and the light are alike to thee.
13For thou possessest my reins: thou hast covered me in my mothers womb.
14I will thank thee therefore, that I am so fearfully and wonderfully made: wonderful are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
15My being was not concealed from thee, when I was made in secret, when I was so to say embroidered in the lowest parts of the earth.
16My undeveloped substance did thy eyes see; and in thy book were all of them written downthe days which have been formed, while yet not one of them was here.
17And how precious are unto me thy thoughts, O God! how mightily great is their sum!
18Should I count them, they would be more numerous than the sand: I awake, and I am still with thee.
19If thou wouldst but slay the wicked, O God! and ye men of blood, depart from me.
20Who speak of thee for a wicked end, thy enemies, that bear thy name for a vain purpose.
21Behold, those that hate thee I ever hate, O Lord; and for those that rise up against thee do I feel loathing.
22With the utmost hatred do I hate them: enemies are they become unto me.
23Search me through, O God, and know my heart; probe me, and know my thoughts:
24And see if there be a way of perverseness in me, and lead me on the way of eternity.
Reina-Valera 1909
1Al Músico principal: Salmo de David. OH Jehová, tú me has examinado y conocido.
2Tú has conocido mi sentarme y mi levantarme, has entendido desde lejos mis pensamientos.
3Mi senda y mi acostarme has rodeado, y estás impuesto en todos mis caminos.
4Pues aun no está la palabra en mi lengua, y he aquí, oh Jehová, tú la sabes toda.
5Detrás y delante me guarneciste, y sobre mí pusiste tu mano.
6Más maravillosa es la ciencia que mi capacidad; alta es, no puedo comprenderla.
7¿Adónde me iré de tu espíritu? ¿y adónde huiré de tu presencia?
8Si subiere á los cielos, allí estás tú: y si en abismo hiciere mi estrado, he aquí allí tú estás.
9Si tomare las alas del alba, y habitare en el extremo de la mar,
10Aun allí me guiará tu mano, y me asirá tu diestra.
11Si dijere: Ciertamente las tinieblas me encubrirán; aun la noche resplandecerá tocante á mí.
12Aun las tinieblas no encubren de ti, y la noche resplandece como el día: lo mismo te son las tinieblas que la luz.
13Porque tú poseiste mis riñones; cubrísteme en el vientre de mi madre.
14Te alabaré; porque formidables, maravillosas son tus obras: estoy maravillado, y mi alma lo conoce mucho.
15No fué encubierto de ti mi cuerpo, bien que en oculto fuí formado, y compaginado en lo más bajo de la tierra.
16Mi embrión vieron tus ojos, y en tu libro estaban escritas todas aquellas cosas que fueron luego formadas, sin faltar una de ellas.
17Así que ¡cuán preciosos me son, oh Dios, tus pensamientos! ¡cuán multiplicadas son sus cuentas!
18Si los cuento, multiplícanse más que la arena: despierto, y aun estoy contigo.
19De cierto, oh Dios, matarás al impío; apartaos pues de mí, hombres sanguinarios.
20Porque blasfemias dicen ellos contra ti: tus enemigos toman en vano tu nombre.
21¿No tengo en odio, oh Jehová, á los que te aborrecen, y me conmuevo contra tus enemigos?
22Aborrézcolos con perfecto odio; téngolos por enemigos.
23Examíname, oh Dios, y conoce mi corazón: pruébame y reconoce mis pensamientos:
24Y ve si hay en mí camino de perversidad, y guíame en el camino eterno.
King James Version
1O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me.
2Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
3Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.
4For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.
5Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.
6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
7Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
8If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
9If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
10Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
11If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.
12Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.
13For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.
14I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
15My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
17How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
18If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.
19Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.
20For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.
21Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
22I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.
23Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:
24And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
World English Bible
1LORD, you have searched me, and you know me.
2You know my sitting down and my rising up. You perceive my thoughts from afar.
3You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
4For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, LORD, you know it altogether.
5You hem me in behind and before. You laid your hand on me.
6This knowledge is beyond me. It’s lofty. I can’t attain it.
7Where could I go from your Spirit? Or where could I flee from your presence?
8If I ascend up into heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, you are there!
9If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me.
11If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me. The light around me will be night,”
12even the darkness doesn’t hide from you, but the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you.
13For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
15My frame wasn’t hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
16Your 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.
17How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!
18If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
19If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
20For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.
21LORD, don’t I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?
22I hate them with perfect hatred. They have become my enemies.
23Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.
24See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way.