17 God, how difficult[a] Your thoughts are
for me to comprehend;
how vast their sum is!
18 If I counted them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand;(A)
when I wake up,[b] I am still with You.(B)

19 God, if only You would kill the wicked—
you bloodthirsty men, stay away from me(C)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 139:17 Or precious
  2. Psalm 139:18 Some Hb mss read I come to an end

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