Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known

Verse 1

Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to Thee, Known long before conceived by me.

Verse 2

From Thy all-seeing Spirit, Lord, What hiding-place does earth afford? O where can I Thy influence shun, Or whither from Thy presence run?

Verse 3

The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Through midnight shades Thou find'st thy way, As in the blazing noon of day.

Verse 4

Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurk in any part; Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in Thy perfect way.