Where shall I run from your presence, O Lord, 
To where shall I flee?
To ascend up to heaven, or sleep on this earth; 
You’re everywhere present with me.
And how shall I hide my thinking, O Lord, 
For thou doest truly know me?
Should I dwell upon love, or hatred in my thoughts,
Your Spirit has already searched me.

You are all-seeing, all-knowing, 
And I am so sinful dear Lord.
You have all-wisdom, all-might; 
Thy knowledge is too wonderful for me…
Thy knowledge is too wonderful for me.

No, there’s not a place of hiding, O Lord, 
No rock, no refuge, but thee!
So search me dear God, and know my sinful heart, 
Reveal my wickedness in me.
To you shall I turn, for cleansing O Lord, 
To you, shall I cling;
I will yield to you my life, and give to you my soul,
Your grace is all sufficient for me.

You are all-loving, all-forgiving, 
And I am so thankful dear Lord;
You have all-mercy, all-grace, 
Thy knowledge is too wonderful for me…
Thy knowledge is too wonderful for me.

You have cleansed my heart, 
You've restored my soul…
And yours I evermore shall be… 
Your knowledge is too wonderful for me.
(Pause)
Your knowledge is too wonderful for me…
Your knowledge is too wonderful for me.

© October 1991 by Loyd C. Taylor
Too Wonderful
Psalm 139