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16 Your eyes watched me before I was born.
Before I had seen the light of day,
    you decided how many days I would live!
    You wrote it down in your book.
17 You have so many thoughts about me, God,
    that I cannot understand them all.
18 They are too many for me to count,
    more than the sand on the shore of the sea.
Even if I finished counting them,
    you would still be there!

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