Thou hast proved my heart, Thou hast inspected by night, Thou hast tried me, Thou findest nothing; My thoughts pass not over my mouth.

Errors! who doth understand? From hidden ones declare me innocent,

If we have forgotten the name of our God, And spread our hands to a strange God,

Doth not God search out this? For He knoweth the secrets of the heart.

Lord, before Thee [is] all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.

For Mine eyes [are] upon all their ways, They have not been hidden from My face, Nor hath their iniquity been concealed from before Mine eyes.