Psalms 139:15-19

My frame was not hidden from You When I was made in secret, And skillfully formed in the depths of the earth;

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.

How precious also are Your thoughts for me, God! How vast is the sum of them!

Were I to count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with You.

If only You would put the wicked to death, God; Leave me, you men of bloodshed.