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16     Your eyes saw me unformed,
yet in Your book
    all my days were written,
    before any of them came into being.
17 How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!
    How great is the sum of them!
18 If I should count them,
    they are more in number than the sand;
when I awake,
    I am still with You.

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