O God, you watch me and you know me...
You created my innermost self,
and put me together in my mother's womb.
For these mysteries I thank you,
for the wonders of myself,
for the wonderful work of your hands.
You know me through and through
from having watched
my bones take shape
when I was being formed
in secret...
Now watch me, protect me
and lead me in your ways.
Psalm 139 (adapted)
This scripture was given to me by Sister Helen, one of the chaplains at the hospital.
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