Whither Shall I

  Whither shall I go from Thy Spirit,
And whither shall I flee from Thy presence?
If I ascend up into the heaven, Thou art there;
For if I make my bed in Sheol,
  Behold, Thou art there.
If I take the wings of the dawn
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
  Behold, Thou art there.
Even there shall Thy hand lead me
And even there Thy right hand shall hold me.
  Behold, Thou art there.