What an honor to have the Creator of all that is, the Most High, the Beginning and the End, the One Who Is, and Was, and Is To Come … what an honor to have Him KNOW me. He KNOWS me. Even, if in desperation, I asked darkness to hide me, the darkness becomes light … there is nothing hidden from Him … but He is LOVE, so I have nothing to be afraid of in His Presence.
I’m saying, “You KNOW me. There is nothing hidden from You. Search me, examine me today, and I want to participate. I want to KNOW me too. I’m not afraid of anything I may see. I want everything to be exposed and naked of myself, for me to KNOW and SEE just like You KNOW and SEE me. I KNOW that whatever is exposed that does not please You, that is not good for me, that in that SEEING and KNOWING, will also the be the MERCY and POWER to change. Thank You. I take this. I have it, and I forgive as You have forgiven me. I love You with all my being and I will to love as You love me. All in Jesus name.”
O Lord, you have examined my heart
and know everything about me.
You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my thoughts even when I’m far away.
You see me when I travel
and when I rest at home.
You know everything I do.
You know what I am going to say
even before I say it, Lord.
You go before me and follow me.
You place your hand of blessing on my head.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too great for me to understand!
I can never escape from your Spirit!
I can never get away from your presence!
If I go up to heaven, you are there;
if I go down to the grave, you are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there your hand will guide me,
and your strength will support me
I could ask the darkness to hide me
and the light around me to become night—
but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.
To you the night shines as bright as day.
Darkness and light are the same to you.
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.
They cannot be numbered!
I can’t even count them;
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
Point out anything in me that offends you,
and lead me along the path of everlasting life. NLT