Psalms 139:17-24

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

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

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

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

²¹Doe not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and doe not I earnestly contend with those that rise vp against thee?

²²I hate them with an vnfained hatred, as they were mine vtter enemies.

²³Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,

²⁴And consider if there be any way of wickednes in me, and leade me in the way for euer.