8 If I take the wings of the morning: and remain in the uttermost parts of the sea;
9 Even there also shall thy hand lead me: and thy right hand shall hold me.
10 If I say, Peradventure the darkness shall cover me: then shall my night be turned to day.
11 Yea, the darkness is no darkness with thee, but the night is as clear as the day: the darkness and light to thee are both alike.
12 For my reins are thine: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
13 I will give thanks unto thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works, and that my soul knoweth right well.
14 My bones are not hid from thee: though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneath in the earth.
15 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect: and in thy book were all my members written;
16 Which day by day were fashioned: when as yet there was none of them.
17 How dear are thy counsels unto me, O God: O how great is the sum of them!