15 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
16 You saw me before I was born.Every day of my life was recorded in your book.Every moment was laid outbefore a single day had passed.
17 How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.They cannot be numbered!
18 I can’t even count them;they outnumber the grains of sand!And when I wake up,you are still with me!
19 O God, if only you would destroy the wicked!Get out of my life, you murderers!
20 They blaspheme you;your enemies misuse your name.
21 O lord, shouldn’t I hate those who hate you?Shouldn’t I despise those who oppose you?