17How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum! 18If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
19If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
After · Psalm 139:20–21
20For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain. 21LORD, don’t I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?