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17-18 How precious it is, Lord, to realize that you are thinking about me constantly! I can’t even count how many times a day your thoughts turn toward me.[a] And when I waken in the morning, you are still thinking of me!

19 Surely you will slay the wicked, Lord! Away, bloodthirsty men! Begone!

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  1. Psalm 139:17 I can’t even count how many times a day your thoughts turn toward me, literally, “How precious are your thoughts to me.”

17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a](A) God!(B)
    How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,(C)
    they would outnumber the grains of sand(D)
    when I awake,(E) I am still with you.

19 If only you, God, would slay the wicked!(F)
    Away from me,(G) you who are bloodthirsty!(H)

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  1. Psalm 139:17 Or How amazing are your thoughts concerning me