^10 (A)Did You not pour me out like milk,
And curdle me like cheese,

¹⁴ I will praise You, for ^[a]I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
^15 (A)My ^[b]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 as yet there were none of them.