18 If I begin to number them, they are more numerous than sand; when I wake up, I'm still with You.

19 Oh, that thou, O God, smote the wicked! Get away from me, you bloodthirsty ones!

20 They speak wickedly against thee; Thy enemies devise vain things.

21 Shall I not hate them that hate thee, O Lord, and abhor them that rise up against thee?

22 With utter hatred I hate them: they are my enemies.

23 Try me, O God, and know my heart; test me, and know my thoughts;

24 And see if I am not in a dangerous way, and direct me to the everlasting way.

Psalm 139

Psalm.

1 To the head of the choir. Psalm of David.

2 Deliver me, O Lord, from the wicked man; keep me from the oppressor;

3 And they think evil things in their hearts, and every day they take up arms against war;

4 They sharpen their tongue like a serpent; the poison of the adder is under their mouths.

5 Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked, keep me from oppressors, who plot to shake my feet.

6 The proud have hidden the snares for me, and the snares, and have spread their nets by the way, and have laid the nets for me.

7 And I said unto the Lord, Thou art my God; hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplications!

8 Lord, Lord, the power of my salvation! Thou didst cover my head in the day of battle.

9 Do not give, O Lord, what the wicked desire; do not let his evil plan succeed: they will become proud.

10 Let the evil of their own lips cover the heads of those around me.

11 Let burning coals fall upon them; let them be cast into the fire, into the abyss, so that they do not rise.

12 A man with evil tongues shall not be established on earth; evil will lead the oppressor to destruction.