ECB(i)
13 For you - you chattelized my reins; you covered me in the belly of my mother:
14 I spread hands to you; for I am awesomely distinguished; marvellous are your works - and my soul knows that right well.
15 My might was not concealed from you, when I was covertly worked and embroidered in the nethermost of the earth:
16 your eyes saw my embryo; and in your scroll they were inscribed in the days they were formed - and no one among them.
17 How esteemed - your intentions to me, O El! How mighty their head!
18 If I scribe them, they abound more than the sand; when I waken, I am still with you.
19 Surely you sever the wicked, O Elohah; so turn aside from me, you men of blood:
20 for they say intrigue against you; lift your enemies in vanity.
21 Hate I not them, O Yah Veh, who hate you? and loathe I not them who resist you?
22 I hate them with conclusive hatred; I count them my enemies.
23 Probe me, O El, and know my heart; proof me and know my thoughts:
24 and see if there be a contorting way in me and lead me in the way eternal.