Friday, May 13, 2011

Oh, what a Maker we have!

For You formed my inward parts;
​​You covered me in my mother’s womb.
​​I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
​​Marvelous are Your works,
​​And that my soul knows very well.
​​My frame was not hidden from You,
​​When I was made in secret,
​​And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
​​Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
​​And in Your book they all were written,
​​The days fashioned for me,
​​When as yet there were none of them.

​​How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!
​​How great is the sum of them!
​​If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand;
​​When I awake, I am still with You.
(Psalm 139:14-18)

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