For you created my inmost being;1 you knit me together2 in my mother's womb.314
I praise you4 because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful,5 I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made6 in the secret place. When I was woven together7 in the depths of the earth,816
your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained9 for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious toa me are your thoughts,10 O God!11 How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,12 they would outnumber the grains of sand.13 When I awake,14 I am still with you.