12 Even the darkness doesn`t hide from you, But the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you.
13 For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother`s womb.
14 I will give thanks to you, For I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
15 My frame wasn`t hidden from you, When I was made in secret, Woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, The days that were ordained for me, When as yet there were none of them.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!
18 If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
