Psalms 139:17-21

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

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

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

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

²¹Are not your haters hated by me, O Lord? are not those who are lifted up against you a cause of grief to me?