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For You formed my innermost parts;
You knit me [together] in my mother’s womb.
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I will give thanks and praise to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.
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My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was being formed in secret,
And intricately and skillfully formed [as if embroidered with many colors] in the depths of the earth.
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Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;
And in Your book were all written
The days that were appointed for me,
When as yet there was not one of them [even taking shape].

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How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!^(A)
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If I could count them, they would outnumber the sand.
When I awake, I am still with You.