reprise

Yesterday, I put up Psalm 139 for y'all to absorb. It was in the New Living Translation.

Here it is in The Message, which is a paraphrase -iow, it's not a word for word translation, but a compilation of the essence of the text.

I like it sometimes because is offers scripture in another stance, a different viewpoint.

Take a look at it & tell me what you think...


^{Psalm 139
1-6} God, investigate my life;


    get all the facts firsthand.

I’m an open book to you; Yesterday


    even from a distance, you know what I’m thinking.

You know when I leave and when I get back;


    I’m never out of your sight.

You know everything I’m going to say


    before I start the first sentence.

I look behind me and you’re there,


    then up ahead and you’re there, too—


    your reassuring presence, coming and going.

This is too much, too wonderful—


    I can’t take it all in!

^7-12 Is there anyplace I can go to avoid your Spirit?


    to be out of your sight?

If I climb to the sky, you’re there!


    If I go underground, you’re there!

If I flew on morning’s wings


    to the far western horizon,

You’d find me in a minute—


    you’re already there waiting!

Then I said to myself, “Oh, he even sees me in the dark!


    At night I’m immersed in the light!”

It’s a fact: darkness isn’t dark to you;


    night and day, darkness and light, they’re all the same to you.

^13-16 Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;


    you formed me in my mother’s womb.

I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking!


    Body and soul, I am marvelously made!


    I worship in adoration—what a creation!

You know me inside and out,


    you know every bone in my body;

You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,


    how I was sculpted from nothing into something.

Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;


    all the stages of my life were spread out before you,

The days of my life all prepared


    before I’d even lived one day.

^17-22 Your thoughts—how rare, how beautiful!


    God, I’ll never comprehend them!

I couldn’t even begin to count them—


    any more than I could count the sand of the sea.

Oh, let me rise in the morning and live always with you!
   

^23-24 Investigate my life, O God,


    find out everything about me;

Cross-examine and test me,


    get a clear picture of what I’m about;

See for yourself whether I’ve done anything wrong—


    then guide me on the road to eternal life.