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 comforting it is to know that we serve a God who knows us and loves us. He knows our thoughts and our paths, he knows the words we speak, before we have even spoken them. He knows us completely, and yet He still loves us. He loved us so much, that He sent His only Son to die on a cross for us, to pay the debt that we could never pay. Let us join the psalmist and praise the Almighty!