⁸ Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me
Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
⁹ Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay;
And wilt thou bring me into dust again?
¹⁰ Hast thou not poured me out as milk,
And curdled me like cheese?
¹¹ Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh,
And knit me together with bones and sinews.
¹² Thou hast granted me life and lovingkindness;
And thy ^[a]visitation hath preserved my spirit.