13 For, thou, didst possess thyself of my reins, thou didst weave me together in the womb of my mother.
14 I thank thee, in that fearfully was my being distinguished, Wonderful are thy works, and, mine own soul, is observing [them] intently!
15 My substance was not hid from thee,––when I was made in secret, when I was skilfully figured in the lower parts of the earth.
16 Mine unfinished substance, thine eyes beheld, and, in thy book, all the parts thereof were written,––the days they should be fashioned! while yet there was not one among them.