A voice for the voiceless.

Psalm 139:11-17— If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light about me be night,” even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is bright as the day,
for darkness is as light with you. For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well. 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. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!