6. Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.
7. Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?
8. If I ascend the heavens--there Thou [art], And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!
9. I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,
10. Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.
11. And I say, `Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night [is] light to me.
12. Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as [is] darkness so [is] light.
13. For Thou--Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.
14. I confess Thee, because that [with] wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful [are] Thy works, And my soul is knowing [it] well.
15. My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.