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16 Your eyes saw my embryo,[a]
and in your book they all were written—
days fashioned for me when there was not one of them.
17 And to me, how precious[b] are your thoughts, O God;
how vast is their sum.
18 If I should count them,
they would outnumber the sand.
I awaken, and I am still with you.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 139:16 Hebrew “unformed substance”
  2. Psalm 139:17 Or “difficult”