(Papa's version, thanks to The Shack)
1 Honey, I have searched you
and I know you. I know your name.
2 I know when you sit and when you rise;
I can pick out your thoughts from afar.
3 I discern your going out and your lying down;
I am familiar with all your ways.
4 Before a word is on your tongue
I know it completely, honey.
5 I protect and surround you, behind and before;
I have laid my hand upon you.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for you,
too lofty for you to attain.
7 Where can you go from my Spirit, Little One?
Where can you flee from my presence?
8 If you go up to the heavens, I am there;
if you make your bed in the depths, I am there.
9 If you rise on the wings of the dawn,
if you settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there my hand will guide you,
My right hand will hold you fast.
11 If you say, "Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,"
12 even the darkness will not be dark to me;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to me.
13 Honey, I created your inmost being;
I knit you together in your mother's womb.
14 You are fearfully and wonderfully made;
My works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 Your frame was not hidden from me
when you were made in the secret place.
When you were woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 My eyes saw your unformed body.
All the days ordained for you
were written in my book
before one of them came to be.
17 My thoughts toward you are precious, Honey!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When you awake,
I am still with you.
23 I have searched you, Honey, and I know your heart. I know your name.
I love you, honey. I am especially fond of you.