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15 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
    as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
16 You saw me before I was born.
    Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
    before a single day had passed.

17 How precious are your thoughts about me,[a] O God.
    They cannot be numbered!
18 I can’t even count them;
    they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
    you are still with me!

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  1. 139:17 Or How precious to me are your thoughts.

15 My frame was not hidden from you
    when I was made(A) in the secret place,
    when I was woven together(B) in the depths of the earth.(C)
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
    all the days ordained(D) for me were written in your book
    before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a](E) God!(F)
    How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,(G)
    they would outnumber the grains of sand(H)
    when I awake,(I) I am still with you.

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  1. Psalm 139:17 Or How amazing are your thoughts concerning me