For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because i am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful. 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 the came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! were i to count them the would outnumber the grains of sand-when I awake, I am still with you.