The following is from Spurgeon’s sermon,

Fly back as far as you will, until this present world and all the worlds
within the universe slept in the mind of God, like unborn forests in an
acorn-cup, and even then you have not reached the time, before all
time when it was first said—
“I have engraved you upon the palms of my hands.” Isaiah 49:16

Before the young earth had burst her swaddling bands of mist, yes,
before the globe had been begotten, or yonder sun had darted his
infant arrows, or yon stars had opened their eyes, the Eternal had
fixed his eye of love upon his favorites!

God was always thinking of you; there was never a
period when you were not in his mind and on his heart!
"I have engraved you upon the palms of my hands.”

Child of God, let your cheerful eyes and your joyful heart testify how
great a wonder it is that you, once so vile, so hard of heart, so far
estranged from God, are this day written on the palms of his hands!

There is no sorrow to which our text is not an antidote!
If you are a child of God, though your troubles have been as
innumerable as the waves of the sea, this text, like the depths
of the ocean, can contain them all.

I care not this morning though you have lost everything, though
you came here a penniless bankrupt beggar; so long as you have
this text you are rich beyond a miser's dream!

“I have engraved you upon the palms of my hands.”