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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! 20 They blaspheme your name and stand in arrogance against you—how silly can they be?

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Footnotes

  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.”

18 Were I to count them,(A)
    they would outnumber the grains of sand(B)
    when I awake,(C) I am still with you.

19 If only you, God, would slay the wicked!(D)
    Away from me,(E) you who are bloodthirsty!(F)
20 They speak of you with evil intent;
    your adversaries(G) misuse your name.(H)

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