14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

    your works are wonderful,

    I know that full well.

15 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.

16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;

    All the days ordained for me were written in your book

    Before one of them came to be.

17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!

    How vast is the sum of them!

18 Were I to count them,

    They would outnumber the grains of sand—

    When I awake, I am still with you.