¹³ For it was you who formed my inward parts;
    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.^(A)
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
    Wonderful are your works;
that I know very well.^(B)
15     My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
    intricately woven in the depths of the earth.^(C)
16 Your eyes beheld my unformed substance.
In your book were written
    all the days that were formed for me,
    when none of them as yet existed.^[a]