غ َيرَ إنَّكَ رَأيتَ جَسَدِي، وَضَعتَ قائِمَةً لِكُلِّ جُزءٍ مِنهُ. دَوَّنْتَها مَعَ كُلِّ يَومٍ شُكِّلَتْ فِيهِ، وَواحِدٌ مِنها لَمْ يَنقُصْ.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance, and in Your book all the days were written before ever they took shape, when as yet there was none of them.
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