LEB(i)
7 Where I can go from your Spirit, or where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I ascend to heaven, there you are, and if I make my bed in Sheol, look! There you are.
9 If I lift up the wings of the dawn, and I alight on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand would lead me, and your right hand would hold me fast.
11 And if I should say, "Surely darkness will cover me, and the light around me will be as night,"
12 even the darkness is not too dark for you,* and the night shines as the day— the darkness and the light are alike for you.
13 Indeed you created my ⌊inward parts⌋;* you wove me in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you, because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.* Wonderful are your works, and my soul knows it well.
15 My ⌊frame⌋* was not hidden from you, when I was created secretly,* and intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my embryo,* and in your book they all were written— days fashioned for me when there was not one of them.