My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.byn ydyk rạḥty̱ Sunt copil de imparat ạ̉nt ạ̹lh qdws fy ạlạ̉fq Сени Келишингни Primiti frati primiti ocara Ʋba Pi̱ki Chihowa mʋt Он умирал под каменным дождём Эй Ҳудованд ạ̉wṣnạ
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