16 Your eyes saw me unformed,yet in Your bookall my days were written,before any of them came into being.
17 How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!How great is the sum of them!
18 If I should count them,they are more in number than the sand;when I awake,I am still with You.
19 If only You would slay the wicked, OGod!O violent men, depart from me.
20 For they speak against You with malice,and Your enemies take your name in vain.
21 Do I not hate those, O Lord, who hate You?And do I not abhor those who rise up against You?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred;I count them my enemies.