Here's a beautiful prayer you can pray over yourself as you marvel on the wonderful workmanship of God in creating you.
You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you...
Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
- Psalm 139:1-18, 23-24 NIV
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.
- Psalms 139:1-18, 23-24 NLT
Señor, tú me examinas, tú me conoces. Sabes cuándo me siento y cuándo me levanto; aun a la distancia me lees el pensamiento. Mis trajines y descansos los conoces; todos mis caminos te son familiares. No me llega aún la palabra a la lengua cuando tú, Señor, ya la sabes toda. Tu protección me envuelve por completo; me cubres con la palma de tu mano. Conocimiento tan maravilloso rebasa mi comprensión; tan sublime es que no puedo entenderlo.
¿A dónde podría alejarme de tu Espíritu? ¿A dónde podría huir de tu presencia? Si subiera al cielo, allí estás tú; si tendiera mi lecho en el fondo del abismo, también estás allí. Si me elevara sobre las alas del alba, o me estableciera en los extremos del mar, aun allí tu mano me guiaría, ¡me sostendría tu mano derecha! Y, si dijera: «Que me oculten las tinieblas; que la luz se haga noche en torno mío», ni las tinieblas serían oscuras para ti, y aun la noche sería clara como el día. ¡Lo mismo son para ti las tinieblas que la luz!
Tú creaste mis entrañas; me formaste en el vientre de mi madre. ¡Te alabo porque soy una creación admirable! ¡Tus obras son maravillosas, y esto lo sé muy bien! Mis huesos no te fueron desconocidos cuando en lo más recóndito era yo formado, cuando en lo más profundo de la tierra era yo entretejido. Tus ojos vieron mi cuerpo en gestación: todo estaba ya escrito en tu libro; todos mis días se estaban diseñando, aunque no existía uno solo de ellos. ¡Cuán preciosos, oh Dios, me son tus pensamientos ¡Cuán inmensa es la suma de ellos! Si me propusiera contarlos, sumarían más que los granos de arena. Y, si terminara de hacerlo, aún estaría a tu lado.
Examíname, oh Dios, y sondea mi corazón; ponme a prueba y sondea mis pensamientos. Fíjate si voy por mal camino, y guíame por el camino eterno.
- Salmo 139:1-18, 23-24 NVI