Ps.139.11

Then I said to myself, "Oh, he even sees me in the dark! At night I'm immersed in the light!"

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If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,"

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If I say, "Surely the darkness shall fall on me," Even the night shall be light about me;

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I could ask the darkness to hide me and the light around me to become night--

Ps.139.12

It's a fact: darkness isn't dark to you; night and day, darkness and light, they're all the same to you.

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even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.

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Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, But the night shines as the day; The darkness and the light are both alike to You.

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but even in darkness I cannot hide from you. To you the night shines as bright as day. Darkness and light are both alike to you.

Ps.139.13

Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother's womb.

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For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.

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For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother's womb.

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You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb.

Ps.139.14

I thank you, High God--you're breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration--what a creation!

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I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

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I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.

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Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous--and how well I know it.

Ps.139.15

You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.

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My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,

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My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

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You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.

Ps.139.16

Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared before I'd even lived one day.

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your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

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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.

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You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.