Before A Single Day Had Passed

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
    and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
    Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
    as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
    Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
    before a single day had passed.

—Psalm 139:13-16 (NLT)

All Wise Creator God,

Let me forever praise You and give You the glory that You are due—for You are the Designer of my most intricate parts, the Composer of their delicate harmonies, the Architect of the frame of this temple, and the Author of my amazing story—the God who breathed life into my spirit and accounted for every moment of this life You gave me, before a single day had passed!

How well You know me!  So, let me then take comfort in knowing that though You know me completely, You love me still!  And let me never speak ill of what You have done, are doing, and have yet to do, within me and through me. 

But rather let me come before you with reverent fear of Your awesome power and in quiet confidence—knowing that of all You have created, You have set Your affections on me, as one part of You greatest creation.

Grant that all that I am—physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually—would bring You glory, honor and praise, for all that You are and for all that You have done in my life!

Let me forever praise You and give You the glory that You are due—for You are the Designer of my most intricate parts, the Composer of their delicate harmonies, the Architect of the frame of this temple, and the Author of my amazing story—the God who breathed life into my spirit and accounted for every moment of this life You gave me, before a single day had passed!

In the name of Jesus, Amen.