¹¹If I say, ‘Surely the darkness shall cover me,
   and the light around me become night’,
¹²even the darkness is not dark to you;
   the night is as bright as the day,
   for darkness is as light to you.

¹³For it was you who formed my inward parts;
   you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
¹⁴I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
   Wonderful are your works;
that I know very well.
¹⁵   My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
   intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
¹⁶Your eyes beheld my unformed substance.
In your book were written
   all the days that were formed for me,
   when none of them as yet existed.
¹⁷How weighty to me are your thoughts, O God!
   How vast is the sum of them!
¹⁸I try to count them—they are more than the sand;
   I come to the end^*—I am still with you.