13 For thou possessed hast my reins,and thou hast cover'd me,When I within my mother's wombinclosed was by thee.
14 Thee will I praise; for fearfullyand strangely made I am;Thy works are marv'llous, and right wellmy soul doth know the same.
15 My substance was not hid from thee,when as in secret IWas made; and in earth's lowest partswas wrought most curiously.
16 Thine eyes my substance did behold,yet being unperfect;And in the volume of thy bookmy members all were writ;Which after in continuancewere fashion'd ev'ry one,When as they yet all shapeless were,and of them there was none.
17 How precious also are thy thoughts,O gracious God, to me!And in their sum how passing greatand numberless they be!
18 If I should count them, than the sandthey more in number be:What time soever I awake,I ever am with thee.
19 Thou, Lord, wilt sure the wicked slay:hence from me bloody men.