For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother’s womb. 14
I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well. 15
My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And intricately woven in the depths of the earth; 16
Your eyes have seen my unshaped substance;
And in Your book all of them were written
The days that were formed for me,
When as yet there was not one of them.
How precious are Your thoughts to me, O God!
How vast is the sum of them! 18
If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.
When I awake, I am still with You.