17 God, your thoughts about me are priceless. No one can possibly add them all up.
18 If I could count them, they would be more than the grains of sand. If I were to fall asleep counting and then wake up, you would still be there with me.
19 God, I wish you would kill the people who are evil! I wish those murderers would get away from me!
20 They are your enemies. They misuse your name. They misuse it for their own evil purposes.
21 Lord, I really hate those who hate you! I really hate those who rise up against you!
22 I have nothing but hatred for them. I consider them to be my enemies.
23 God, see what is in my heart. Know what is there. Put me to the test. Know what I'm thinking.