Whither Shall I

Whither shall I go from Thy Spirit

And whither shall I flee from Thy presence?

If I ascend up into the heaven

Thou art there;

For if I make my bed in Sheol

Behold

Thou art there.

If I take the wings of the dawn

And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea

Behold

Thou art there.

Even there shall Thy hand lead me

And even there Thy right hand shall hold me.

Behold

Thou art there.