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.