Such knowledge is too strange for me, too high to understand.
O Lord my God, full many are the wonders thou hast done; Thy gracious thoughts to us-ward far above all thoughts are gone: In order none can reckon them to thee: if them declare, And speak of them I would, they more than can be number'd are.
How long wilt thou forget me, Lord? shall it for ever be? O how long shall it be that thou wilt hide thy face from me?