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.

5 "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,

and before you came out from the womb I consecrated you;

I appointed you as a prophet to the nations."

9 Yet you took me from the belly;

you made me trust while on my mother’s breasts.

5 Just as you do not know how the path of the wind* goes,

nor how the bones of a fetus form in a mother’s womb,

so you do not know the work of God who makes everything.

9 Shall I myself I break open and not deliver?"* says Yahweh,

"or I who delivers* lock up the womb?" says your God.

3 Look, children* are the heritage* of Yahweh;

the fruit of the womb is a reward.

17 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of change.

27 I prayed for this boy, and Yahweh has given me my request that I asked from him.

21 A woman, when she gives birth, experiences pain because her hour has come. But when her* child is born, she no longer remembers the affliction, on account of the joy that a human being has been born into the world.

14 But Jesus said, "Allow the children, and do not forbid them to come to me, for to such belongs* the kingdom of heaven."

16 And after* taking them* into his arms, he blessed them, placing his* hands on them.