Psalms 139:17-19 in English

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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!

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!

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!

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.

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.

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!

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:

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;

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.

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.

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!

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,

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,

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!

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.

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!

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!

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.

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!

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!

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.

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!)

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!