Wings of the Morning

Lyrics

If I take the wings of the morning And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me And thy right hand shall hold me If I climb up into heaven, thou art there: If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there O Lord, thou hast searched me and known me Thou knowest my down-sitting and my uprising Thou understandest my thought afar off Thou compassest my path and my lying down And art acquainted with all my ways For there is not a word in my tongue But lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether: Whither shall I go from thy spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presеnce? Lord, thou art there If I takе the wings of the morning And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me And thy right hand shall hold me If I say, surely the darkness shall cover me; Even the night shall be light about me Yea, the darkness is no darkness with thee: But the night shineth as the day If I take the wings of the morning Thou art there, O Lord, thou art there