i begin the day
with the faith you fashion my ways,
and i cannot escape
for your hand it leads.
your right hand holds me.
when i wake, you will be there.
when the sun goes down in the night,
you wil be there.
my life has been ordained.
you have formed this very frame
and i am fearfully made.
for i was made in that secret place.
how precious are your thoughts, all over me.
they’re more than the sands of the sea.