Psalms 139:17-21

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

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

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

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

²¹Do I not hate those, Yahweh, who hate you? Do I not despise those who rise up against you?