Psalms 139:13-18

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1. KJV King James Version

   13 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.*139.14 right…: Heb. greatly

   15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.*139.15 substance: or, strength, or, body

   16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.*139.16 all…: Heb. all of them*139.16 which…: or, what days they should be fashioned

   17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

   18 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

2. NIV New International Version

   13 For you created my inmost being;

   you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

   14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

   your works are wonderful,

   I know that full well.

   15 My frame was not hidden from you

   when I was made in the secret place,

   when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.

   16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;

   all the days ordained for me were written in your book

   before one of them came to be.

   17 How precious to me are your thoughts,*139:17 Or How amazing are your thoughts concerning me God!

   How vast is the sum of them!

   18 Were I to count them,

   they would outnumber the grains of sand—

   when I awake, I am still with you.

3. ESV English Standard Version

   13 For you *Deut. 32:6formed my inward parts;

   you *[Job 10:11]knitted me together in my mother’s womb.

   14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.*139:14 Or for I am fearfully set apart

   *See Ps. 72:18Wonderful are your works;

   my soul knows it very well.

   15 *[Job 10:8-10;Eccles. 11:5] My frame was not hidden from you,

   when I was being made in secret,

   intricately woven in *Ps. 63:9the depths of the earth.

   16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;

   in your *Ps. 56:8book were written, every one of them,

   the days that were formed for me,

   when as yet there was none of them.

   17 How precious to me are your *Ps. 92:5thoughts, O God!

   How vast is the sum of them!

   18 *Ps. 40:5If I would count them, they are more than *Gen. 22:17the sand.

   I awake, and I am still with you.

4. NLT New Living Translation

   13 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body

   and knit me together in my mother’s womb.

   14 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!

   Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.

   15 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,

   as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.

   16 You saw me before I was born.

   Every day of my life was recorded in your book.

   Every moment was laid out

   before a single day had passed.

   17 How precious are your thoughts about me,*139:17 Or How precious to me are your thoughts. O God.

   They cannot be numbered!

   18 I can’t even count them;

   they outnumber the grains of sand!

   And when I wake up,

   you are still with me!

5. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   13 For You formed my inward parts;

   You covered me in my mother’s womb.

   14 I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

   Marvelous are Your works,

   And that my soul knows very well.

   15 *Job 26:6; 34:22; (Dan. 2:22; Heb. 4:13)My frame was not hidden from You,

   When I was made in secret,

   And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

   16 Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.

   And in Your book they all were written,

   The days fashioned for me,

   When asyettherewere none of them.

   17 *Job 10:8, 9; Eccl. 11:5How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!

   How great is the sum of them!

   18 If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand;

   When I awake, I am still with You.

6. NASB New American Standard Bible 2020

   13 For You created my innermost parts;

   You wove me in my mother’s womb.

   14 I will give thanks to You, because *139:14 Some ancient versions You are fearfully wonderfulI am awesomely and wonderfully made;

   Wonderful are Your works,

   And my soul knows it very well.

   15 My *139:15 Lit bones wereframe was not hidden from You

   When I was made in secret,

   And skillfully formed in the depths of the earth;

   16 Your eyes have seen my formless substance;

   And in Your book were written

   All the days that were ordained for me,

   When as yet there was not one of them.

   17 How precious also are Your thoughts for me, God!

   How vast is the sum of them!

   18 Were I to count them, they would outnumber the sand.

   When I awake, I am still with You.

7. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   13 For it was you who created my inward parts;  * 139:13 Lit my kidneys

   you knit me together in my mother’s womb.  * 139:13 Jb 10:11; Ps 119:73

   14 I will praise you

   because I have been remarkably and wondrously made.  * 139:14 DSS, some LXX mss, Syr, Jer read because you are remarkable and wonderful,* 139:14 Hb obscure

   Your works are wondrous,

   and I know this very well.  * 139:14 Ps 40:5

   15 My bones were not hidden from you

   when I was made in secret,

   when I was formed in the depths of the earth.  * 139:15 Jb 10:8–10; Ps 63:9; Ec 11:5

   16 Your eyes saw me when I was formless;

   all my days were written in your book and planned

   before a single one of them began.  * 139:16 Jb 14:5

   17 God, how precious  * 139:17 Or difficult your thoughts are to me;

   how vast their sum is!

   18 If I counted them,

   they would outnumber the grains of sand;  * 139:17–18 Ps 40:5; 92:5

   when I wake up,  * 139:18 Some Hb mss read I come to an end I am still with you.  * 139:18 Ps 3:5

8. MSG The Message

   13-16 Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;

   you formed me in my mother’s womb.

   I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking!

   Body and soul, I am marvelously made!

   I worship in adoration—what a creation!

   You know me inside and out,

   you know every bone in my body;

   You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,

   how I was sculpted from nothing into something.

   Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;

   all the stages of my life were spread out before you,

   The days of my life all prepared

   before I’d even lived one day.

   17-22 Your thoughts—how rare, how beautiful!

   God, I’ll never comprehend them!

   I couldn’t even begin to count them—

   any more than I could count the sand of the sea.

   Oh, let me rise in the morning and live always with you!

   And please, God, do away with wickedness for good!

   And you murderers—out of here!—

   all the men and women who belittle you, God,

   infatuated with cheap god-imitations.

   See how I hate those who hate you, God,

   see how I loathe all this godless arrogance;

   I hate it with pure, unadulterated hatred.

   Your enemies are my enemies!