11If I say, “Let the darkness cover me, and night be the light about me,”
12The dark is not dark for you, but night is as light as the day.
13For you did put me together; in my mother's womb you did weave me.
14I give you praise for my fashioning so full of awe, so wonderful. Your works are wonderful. You knew me right well;
15my bones were not hidden from you, when I was made in secret, and woven in the depths of the earth.
16Your eyes saw all my days: they stood on your book every one written down, before they were fashioned, while none of them yet was mine.
17But how far, O God, beyond measure are your thoughts! How mighty their sum!
18Should I count, they are more than the sand. When I wake, I am still with you.