15 When my bones were being formed,carefully put together in my mother's womb,when I was growing there in secret,you knew that I was there —
16 you saw me before I was born.The days allotted to mehad all been recorded in your book,before any of them ever began.
17 O God, how difficult I find your thoughts;how many of them there are!
18 If I counted them, they would be more than the grains of sand.When I awake, I am still with you.
19 O God, how I wish you would kill the wicked!How I wish violent people would leave me alone!
20 They say wicked things about you;they speak evil things against your name.
21 O Lord, how I hate those who hate you!How I despise those who rebel against you!