Coverdale(i)
8 Thy hondes haue made me, & fashioned me alltogether rounde aboute, wilt thou then destroye me sodely?
9 O remembre (I beseke the) how that thou madest me of the moulde of the earth, and shalt brynge me to earth agayne.
10 Hast thou not milked me, as it were mylck: and turned me to cruddes like chese?
11 Thou hast couered me with skynne and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones & synowes.