“Hast thou not powred me out as milke, and cruddled me like cheese?”
King James Version (KJV)
7. Thou knowest that I am not wicked, and there is none that can deliuer out of thine hand. 8. Thine hands haue made me and fashioned me together round about yet thou doest destroy me. 9. Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe? 10. Hast thou not powred me out as milke, and cruddled me like cheese? 11. Thou hast cloathed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinewes. 12. Thou hast granted me life and fauour, and thy visitation hath preserued my spirit. 13. And these things hast thou hid in thine heart; I know that this is with thee.