Sunday, June 4, 2017

Bread for the Journey


I praise you,
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written,
every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.

How precious to me are your thoughts,
O God!
How vast is the sum of them!

If I would count them,
they are more than the sand.
I awake, and I am still with you.

Psalm 139: 14-18

2 comments:

Grietje van Kempen said...

I am deeply touched by these words. Thank you!

Allie-oops Designs said...

My pastor has been doing a lot of research into DNA, and how it's written like a book, a scroll - it even has periods at the end of sentences. Psalms 139:16 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. David didn't know that, but God did!