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
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
In your book were written
Every one of them
The days that were formed for me
When as yet there was none of them
In your book were written
Every one of them
The days that were formed for me
When as yet there was none of them
In your book were written
Every one of them
The days that were formed for me
When as yet there was none of them
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
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
In your book were written
Every one of them
The days that were formed for me
When as yet there was none of them