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Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.
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How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them!
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If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You.
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Oh, that You would slay the wicked, O God! Depart from me, therefore, you bloodthirsty men.
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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 them, O Lord, who hate You? And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?
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I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies.
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Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties;
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And see if there is any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting.