O LORD!

O Lord! How great is your art.

You formed the hills so high

and the unmeasurably deep ocean bed.

You formed my inner parts;

You molded me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise you,

for I am wonderfully made.

Wondrous are your works;

My soul knows it very well.

My shape isn't hidden from you,

when I was being made in secret,

Your eyes saw my unshaped substance;

and scripted my name in the Book of Life.

The days that were formed for me,

when there was none of them yet.

How precious to me are your thoughts, O Lord!

How vast is the sum of them!

 

Search me, O Lord! 

And know my heart!  

Try me and know my thoughts!  

And, Hold me up in this universe so vast.

Don't let me stumble nor fall. 

Cover me under your wings.

Protect me from all my enemies.

Take away the pride within me

Cast your will in my life

Work on me secretly

From morning till night. 

Be my light 

in the darkest room.

Create a wall around me 

for no evil to tempt my soul.