17. And to me, how precious are your thoughts, O God; how vast is their sum.
18. If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand. I awaken, and I am still with you.
19. If only you would kill the wicked, O God— so get away from me, you bloodthirsty men—
20. who speak against you deceitfully. Your enemies take your name in vain.
21. Do I not hate those who hate you, O Yahweh? And do I not loathe those who rise up against you?
22. I hate them with a complete hatred; they have become my enemies.
23. Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24. And see if there is in me the worship of false gods, and lead me in the way everlasting.