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If I fly away with the wings of the dawn and land beyond the sea,
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even there your hand would lead me, your right hand would hold me fast.
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If I say, "Let darkness surround me, let the light around me be night,"
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even darkness like this is not too dark for you; rather, night is as clear as day, darkness and light are the same.
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For you fashioned my inmost being, you knit me together in my mother's womb.
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I thank you because I am awesomely made, wonderfully; your works are wonders -I know this very well.
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My bones were not hidden from you when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
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Your eyes could see me as an embryo, but in your book all my days were already written; my days had been shaped before any of them existed.
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God, how I prize your thoughts! How many of them there are!
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If I count them, there are more than grains of sand; if I finish the count, I am still with you.
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God, if only you would kill off the wicked! Men of blood, get away from me!