17. But how precious are thy thoughts unto me, O ·God how great is the sum of them!
18. If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I awake, I am still with thee.
19. Oh that thou wouldest slay the wicked, O +God And ye men of blood, depart from me.
20. For they speak of thee wickedly, they take thy name in vain, thine enemies.
21. Do not I hate them, O Jehovah, that hate thee? and do not I loathe them that rise up against thee?
22. I hate them with perfect hatred; I account them mine enemies.
23. Search me, O ·God and know my heart; prove me, and know my thoughts;