- O Lord, art Thou examined me,
I, the work of Thy hand;
My sitting and my uprightness,
Are not hidden from Thee.
- In my house and in my pathways,
Thou art surrounded me;
No thought or word of mine is hid,
All are known unto Thee.
- Behold before and me behind,
Thou art confined me, Lord;
Greatest mystery art this knowledge,
I can comprehend not.
- Absconding away from Thy sight,
It’s vain effort to me,
Thine spirit is far beyond me,
So, I abscond in vain.
- Though I abscond into darkness,
Of vain effort it be;
Darkness is more of light to Thee,
Same as the brightest day.
- As Thou art known mine heart Oh Lord,
From mine maternal womb;
May I offer myself to Thee
All to Thee, Saviour, Lord. Amen.