Where Shall I Go From Your Spirit?

This poetic psalm of David needs little commentary. It is a wonderful example of a man of God embracing the power of God- not for himself, but for God. It seems like today, so many of us just want to be left alone so we can figure out what we desire and how we can get it. Embracing the power of God will be of no use if that is the plan- not unless we first understand that "what I want" is useless in God's eyes. He's already seen your life from start to finish- and He has declared- "your ways lead to death, destruction, and shame, but my ways lead to life, salvation, and everlasting glory." Choose wisely.

Psalm 139

O Jehovah, You have searched me and have known me. You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off. You search my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Jehovah, You know it altogether. You have closed me in behind and in front, and laid Your hand on me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot go up to it. Where shall I go from Your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from Your presence?

If I go up into Heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there. If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the furthest parts of the sea; even there shall Your hand lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me. If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me, even the night shall be light around me. Yea, the darkness does not hide from You; but the night shines as the day; as is the darkness, so is the light to You.

For You have possessed my inward parts; You have covered me in my mother's womb. I will praise You; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are marvelous and my soul knows it very well. My bones were not hidden from You when I was made in secret and skillfully formed in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my embryo; and in Your book all my members were written, the days they were formed, and not one was among them.

How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more than the sand; when I awake, I am still with You. Surely You will slay the wicked, O God; and bloody men, depart from me. Who will speak against You maliciously? Your enemies are lifted up with vanity. O Jehovah, do I not hate those who hate You? And am I not grieved with those who rise up against You? I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart; try me, and know my thoughts, and see if any wicked way is in me; and lead me in the way everlasting.