Yesterday we looked at the beginning of Psalm 139 and saw how we are known and loved by God. Today, in verses 6-11, Woodhouse tells us that "the psalmist's imagination takes flight as he goes to the farthest places, beyond all limits. But in being known and held, there is no boundary." I shall copy the verses here:
Where can I go then from your spirit? Or where can I flee from your presence?
If I climb up to heaven, you are there; if I make my grave my bed, you are there also.
If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
Even there your hand shall lead me, your right hand hold me fast.
If I say, surely the darkness will cover me and the light around me turn to night,
Even darkness is no darkness with you; the night is as clear as the day; darkness and light to you are both alike.
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