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.
Written by Loyd Taylor, October 6, 1991