ح َتَّى عِظامِي لَمْ تَكُنْ خافِيَةً عَنْ عَينَيكَ، مَعَ أنِّي كُوِّنْتُ فِي بُقعَةٍ خَفِيَّةٍ. فِي ذَلِكَ المَكانِ الخَفِيِّ جُمِعتُ.
My frame wasn’t hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
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