Psalms 139:16-22

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

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

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

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

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

²¹Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself?

²²With perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.