13 You formed my inmost being;you knit me in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you, because I am wonderfully made;wonderful are your works!My very self you know.
15 My bones are not hidden from you,When I was being made in secret,fashioned in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw me unformed;in your book all are written down;my days were shaped, before one came to be.
17 How precious to me are your designs, O God;how vast the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them, they would outnumber the sands;when I complete them, still you are with me.
19 When you would destroy the wicked, O God,the bloodthirsty depart from me!