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16 Your (A)eyes have seen my unshaped substance;
And in (B)Your book all of them were written
The (C)days that were formed for me,
When as yet there was not one of them.

17 How precious are Your (D)thoughts to me, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 If I should count them, they would (E)outnumber the sand.
When (F)I awake, I am still with You.

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