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How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them! |
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If I could count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with You. |
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[1] O that You would kill the wicked, O God; Go away from me, therefore, men of bloodshed. |
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For they speak against You wickedly, Your enemies take Your name in vain. |
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Do I not hate those who hate You, O LORD? And do I not loathe those who rise up against You? |
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I hate them with perfect and utmost hatred; They have become my enemies. |
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Search me [thoroughly], O God, and know my heart; Test me and know my anxious thoughts; |
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And see if there is any wicked or hurtful way in me, And lead me in the everlasting way. |
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To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Rescue me, O LORD, from evil men; Protect me from violent men. |
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They devise evil things in their hearts; They continually [gather together and] stir up wars. |
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They sharpen their tongues like a serpent's; Poison of a viper is under their lips. Selah. |
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Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wicked; Protect me from violent men Who intend to trip up my steps. |
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