Robin, Robin, in your shade tree.
You live in such beauty.
You are truly free.
Dependent only on the one who made you.
I see you perched and content.
All you need is heaven sent.
I must remember, the one who made you so free,
is the one who also mysteriously made me.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
Psalm 139: 13-16
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