Your hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet you do destroy me.
Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and shine on the counsel of the wicked?
Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
For I know that you will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
For he breaks me with a tempest, and multiplies my wounds without cause.
This is one thing, therefore I said it, He destroys the perfect and the wicked.
Know you that the LORD he is God: it is he that has made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
Your hands have made me and fashioned me: give me understanding, that I may learn your commandments.
The LORD will perfect that which concerns me: your mercy, O LORD, endures for ever: forsake not the works of your own hands.
My substance was not hid from you, when I was made in secret, and curiously worked in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes did see my substance, yet being imperfect; and in your book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
He fashions their hearts alike; he considers all their works.
Even every one that is called by my name: for I have created him for my glory, I have formed him; yes, I have made him.