17 Thy eyes beheld my unformed substance; in thy book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
18 How precious to me are thy thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!
17 Thy eyes beheld my unformed substance; in thy book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
18 How precious to me are thy thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!