Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay; And wilt thou bring me into dust again?Hast thou not poured me out as milk, And curdled me like cheese?Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews.Thou hast granted me life and lovingkindness; And thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
Have we not all one father? hath not one God created us? why do we deal treacherously every man against his brother, profaning the covenant of our fathers?
Yet now our flesh is as the flesh of our brethren, our children as their children: and, lo, we bring into bondage our sons and our daughters to be servants, and some of our daughters are brought into bondage already: neither is it in our power to help it; for other men have our fields and our vineyards.
Is it not to deal thy bread to the hungry, and that thou bring the poor that are cast out to thy house? when thou seest the naked, that thou cover him; and that thou hide not thyself from thine own flesh?
I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: Wonderful are thy works; And that my soul knoweth right well.My frame was not hidden from thee, When I was made in secret, And curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance; And in thy book they were all written, Even the days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was none of them.
