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16 Your eyes could see me as an embryo,
but in your book all my days were already written;
my days had been shaped
before any of them existed.
17 God, how I prize your thoughts!
How many of them there are!
18 If I count them, there are more than grains of sand;
if I finish the count, I am still with you.

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16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
    all the days ordained(A) for me were written in your book
    before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a](B) God!(C)
    How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,(D)
    they would outnumber the grains of sand(E)
    when I awake,(F) I am still with you.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 139:17 Or How amazing are your thoughts concerning me