139th.

 

He sees me everywhere
All situations, moods
Hours, places.
Not a bad thing at all
Though many wonder.
God knows the dark down under
Still He loves me
As His own.

And with a power unmatched
He routs the Evil One
And all his servile imps
Who pound and grind
Like spent leaves in October wind.

I am raised up
In the knowledge
Of His care.
His eyes ears shoulders…there.
My Pathway, safe and clear.
Trusting He is near.

For some His knowledge

Is a threat. Gonna get ‘em yet

They mis-construe

What He means to do.

7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
    Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
    if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
    if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
    your right hand will hold me fast.