Psalms 139:13-22

¹³For Thou hast made my reins; Thou hast knit me together in my mother's womb.

¹⁴I will give thanks unto Thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

¹⁵My frame was not hidden from Thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

¹⁶Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance, and in Thy book they were all written — even the days that were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

¹⁷How weighty also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them!

¹⁸If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand; were I to come to the end of them, I would still be with Thee.

¹⁹If Thou but wouldest slay the wicked, O God — depart from me therefore, ye men of blood;

²⁰Who utter Thy name with wicked thought, they take it for falsehood, even Thine enemies —

²¹Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate Thee? And do not I strive with those that rise up against Thee?

²²I hate them with utmost hatred; I count them mine enemies.