| You hold the universe, You hold everyone on earth
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| You hold the universe, You hold and You hold
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| Psalm 139:13−18 (New Living Translation)
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| You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
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| And knit me together in my mother’s womb
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| Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
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| Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it
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| You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion
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| As I was woven together in the dark of the womb
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| You saw me before I’ve born
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| Every day of my life was recorded in your book
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| Every moment was laid out
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| Before a single day had passed
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| How precious are your thoughts about me, Oh God
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| They cannot be numbered!
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| I can’t even count them;
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| They outnumber the grains of sand!
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| And when I wake up in the morning
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| You are still with me!
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| All I need is You, All I need is You Lord, is You Lord
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| You are my world, You are my God
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| And I lay down my life for You
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| You are my world, the One I love
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| No one could ever take Your place |