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15 My bones are not hidden from you,
When I was being made in secret,
    fashioned in the depths of the earth.[a]
16 Your eyes saw me unformed;
    in your book all are written down;(A)
    my days were shaped, before one came to be.

III

17 How precious to me are your designs, O God;
    how vast the sum of them!

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Footnotes

  1. 139:15 The depths of the earth: figurative language for the womb, stressing the hidden and mysterious operations that occur there.