| As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all. (Eccl. 11:5) |
| Thou hast possessed my reins: Thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise Thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are Thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. (Psa. 139:13‑14) |
| I will praise Thee, O Lord, with my whole heart. (Psa. 9:1) |
Jesus! from everlasting days
Thy thoughts upon us ran;
Ere sin was known, ere Adam’s dust
Was fashioned into man. |
Then gladly sing, and sound abroad
The great Redeemer’s praise;
The glories of the living God,
The riches of His grace! |
