For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am frearfully and wonderfully made; I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, They would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.
I PRAISE GOD FOR EVERY DAY HE HAS GIVEN ME TO BE ABLE TO PRAISE HIM!