Psalm 139:15

15 Nicht verhohlen war mein Gebein vor dir, als ich gemacht ward im Verborgenen, gewirkt wie ein Stickwerk in den untersten Örtern der Erde.

Psalm 139:15 Meaning and Commentary

Psalms 139:15

My substance was not hid from thee when I was made in secret,
&c.] Or "my bone" ^F14; everyone of his bones, which are the substantial parts of the body, the strength of it; and so some render it "my strength" ^F15; those, though covered with skin and flesh yet, being done by the Lord himself, were not hid from him; nor the manner of their production and growth, which being done in secret is a secret to men; for they know not how the bones grow in the womb of her that is with child, ( Ecclesiastes 11:5 ) ; but God does;

[and] curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth;
or formed in my mother's womb, as the Targum, and so Jarchi, like a curious piece of needlework or embroidery, as the word ^F16 signifies; and such is the contexture of the human body, and so nicely and curiously are all its parts put together, bones, muscles, arteries, veins, nerves, and fibres, as exceed the most curious piece of needlework, or the finest embroidery that ever was made by the hands of men; and all this done in the dark shop of nature, in the "ovarium", where there is no more light to work by than in the lowest parts of the earth. The same phrase is used of Christ's descent into this world, into the womb of the virgin, where his human nature was curiously wrought by the finger of the blessed Spirit, ( Ephesians 4:9 ) .

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FOOTNOTES:

F14 (ymue) "os meum", V. L. Vatablus, Gejerus, "ossa mea", Piscator; "apparatio ossium meorum", Cocceius.
F15 "Robur meum", Tigurine version; "vis mea", Junius & Tremellius.
F16 (ytmqr) "velut opere phrygio effingerer", Tigurine version; "velut acupictur sum", Grotius.

Psalm 139:15 In-Context

13 Denn du besaßest meine Nieren; du wobest mich in meiner Mutter Leibe.

14 Ich preise dich darüber, daß ich auf eine erstaunliche, ausgezeichnete Weise gemacht bin. Wunderbar sind deine Werke, und meine Seele weiß es sehr wohl.

15 Nicht verhohlen war mein Gebein vor dir, als ich gemacht ward im Verborgenen, gewirkt wie ein Stickwerk in den untersten Örtern der Erde.

16 Meinen Keim sahen deine Augen, und in dein Buch waren sie alle eingeschrieben; während vieler Tage wurden sie gebildet, als nicht eines von ihnen war.

17 Und wie köstlich sind mir deine Gedanken, o Gott! Wie gewaltig sind ihre Summen!