Psalms 139:16-20 in English

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance; And in thy book they were all written, Even the days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was none of them.

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

¹⁸ If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: When I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: Depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly, And thine enemies take thy name in vain.

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

¹⁷ How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

¹⁷ How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see mine unperfect substance, and in thy book were all my members written, which day by day were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

¹⁷ How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.

¹⁶ You saw me before I was born. You wrote in your book the number of days that you had decided that I would live. You did that before any of those days had even started!

¹⁷ God, what you think about me is very precious (OR, is very hard to understand). There is a great number of things that you think about.

¹⁸ If I could count them, I would see that they are more than the grains of sand at the seashore. And when I wake up, I am still with you and I know that there are still more of your thoughts about me to count.

¹⁹ God, I desire that you would kill all the wicked people! And I wish that violent MTY men would ◄leave/go away from► me.

²⁰ They say wicked/malicious things about you; they slander your name.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book all my days were recorded, even those which were purposed before they had come into being.

¹⁷ How dear are your thoughts to me, O God! how great is the number of them!

¹⁸ If I made up their number, it would be more than the grains of sand; when I am awake, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you would put the sinners to death, O God; go far from me, you men of blood.

²⁰ For they go against you with evil designs, and your haters make sport of your name.

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see my unformed substance, and in thy book all my members were written; during many days were they fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

¹⁷ But how precious are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Oh that thou wouldest slay the wicked, O God! And ye men of blood, depart from me.

²⁰ For they speak of thee wickedly, they take thy name in vain, thine enemies.

¹⁶ You saw me as an embryo, and in your book all my days were written down—the days that were made for me before any of them existed.

¹⁷ God, your thoughts are so valuable to me! Taken together, they can't be counted!

¹⁸ If I tried to count them, they would be more than every grain of sand. Yet when I awake I am still with you.

¹⁹ God, if you would only kill the wicked! Murderers, get away from me!

²⁰ When they speak of you they're being deceptively evil. Since they are your enemies, they call on you in vain.

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see me, when I was without forme: for in thy booke were all things written, which in continuance were facioned, when there was none of them before.

¹⁷ Howe deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O God! how great is ye summe of them!

¹⁸ If I should count them, they are moe then the sand: when I wake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Oh that thou wouldest slay, O God, the wicked and bloody men, to whom I say, Depart ye from mee:

²⁰ Which speake wickedly of thee, and being thine enemies are lifted vp in vaine.

¹⁶ Thine 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.

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

¹⁸ If 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.

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

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

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; And in thy book all my members were written, Which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

¹⁷ How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God: How great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I should count them, they are moe in number than the sand: When I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: Depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly, And thine enemies take thy name in vain.

¹⁶ My undeveloped substance did thy eyes see; and in thy book were all of them written down—the days which have been formed, while yet not one of them was here.

¹⁷ And how precious are unto me thy thoughts, O God! how mightily great is their sum!

¹⁸ Should I count them, they would be more numerous than the sand: I awake, and I am still with thee.

¹⁹ If thou wouldst but slay the wicked, O God! and ye men of blood, depart from me.

²⁰ Who speak of thee for a wicked end, thy enemies, that bear thy name for a vain purpose.

¹⁶ Thine eyes did see my substance, while yet unformed, And in thy book was every thing written; My days were appointed before one of them existed.

¹⁷ How precious to me are thy thoughts, O God! How great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand: When I awake, I am still with thee!

¹⁹ O that thou wouldst slay the wicked, O God! Ye men of blood, depart from me!

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly; Thine enemies utter thy name for falsehood.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw all my days: they stood on your book every one written down, before they were fashioned, while none of them yet was mine.

¹⁷ But how far, O God, beyond measure are your thoughts! How mighty their sum!

¹⁸ Should I count, they are more than the sand. When I wake, I am still with you.

¹⁹ Will you slay the wicked, O God? And remove from me the bloodthirsty,

²⁰ who maliciously defy you and take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw all my days: they stood on your book every one written down, before they were fashioned, while none of them yet was mine.

¹⁷ But how far, O God, beyond measure are your thoughts! How mighty their sum!

¹⁸ Should I count, they are more than the sand. When I wake, I am still with you.

¹⁹ Will you slay the wicked, O God? And remove from me the bloodthirsty,

²⁰ who maliciously defy you and take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ You saw me inside the womb; all the days assigned to me were recorded in your book even before the first one happened.

¹⁷ How precious are your thoughts to me, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I tried to count them, they would be more in number than the sand. When I awake, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you would kill the wicked, God; get away from me, you violent men.

²⁰ They rebel against you and act deceitfully; your enemies tell lies.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Thy eyes saw my substance, yet being imperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

¹⁷ How precious also are thy thoughts to me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly, and thy enemies take thy name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

¹⁶ Thine eyes saw mine unperfect thing, and all men shall be written in thy book; days shall be formed, and no man is in those or them.

¹⁷ Forsooth, God, thy friends be made honourable full much to me; the prince-hood of them is comforted full much.

¹⁸ I shall number them, and they shall be multiplied above the gravel; I rose up, and yet I am with thee.

¹⁹ For thou, God, shalt slay sinners; ye men-quellers, bow away from me.

²⁰ For they say in thought; Take they their cities in vanity.

¹⁶ Thine eyes saw mine unperfect thing, and all men shall be written in thy book; days shall be formed, and no man is in those. (Thine eyes saw my imperfect substance, and all was written in thy Book; but when those days were formed, no man was there.)

¹⁷ Forsooth, God, thy friends be made honourable full much to me; the princehood of them is comforted full much. (But, God, how deep be thy thoughts to me; and how many of them there be!)

¹⁸ I shall number them, and they shall be multiplied above the gravel; I rose up, and yet I am with thee. (If I tried to count them all up, their number would be more than all the grains of sand. And then I awake; and still I am with thee.)

¹⁹ For thou, God, shalt slay sinners; ye men-quellers, bow away from me. (O God, I wish that thou wouldest kill the sinners; ye murderers, go far away from me!)

²⁰ For they say in thought; Take they their cities in vanity. (For out loud they say against thee, We shall take thy name in vain.)

¹⁶ Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed — And not one among them.

¹⁷ And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum!

¹⁸ I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee.

¹⁹ Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me!

²⁰ Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity are Thine enemies.