How precious are your thoughts about me, O God! They are innumerable!
References for Psalms 139:17
I can't even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand! And when I wake up in the morning, you are still with me!
O God, if only you would destroy the wicked! Get out of my life, you murderers!
They blaspheme you; your enemies take your name in vain.
O LORD, shouldn't I hate those who hate you? Shouldn't I despise those who resist you?
Yes, I hate them with complete hatred, for your enemies are my enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my thoughts.
Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.