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 would be more in number than the sand;When I awake, I am still with You.
19 Oh, that You would slay the wicked, O God!Depart from me, therefore, you bloodthirsty men.
20 For they speak against You wickedly;Your enemies take Your name in vain.
21 Do I not hate them, O Lord, who hate You?And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred;I count them my enemies.
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart;Try me, and know my anxieties;