There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.
For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
But thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
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