| How precious to me
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| Are Your thoughts, O God
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| How vast is the sum of them
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| If I would count them
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| They are more than the sand
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| I awake, and I am still with You
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| Oh that You would slay the wicked, O God
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| O men of blood, depart from me
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| They speak against You with malicious intent
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| Your enemies take your name in vain
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| Do I not hate those who hate You, O Lord?
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| And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?
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| I hate them with complete hatred
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| I count them my enemies
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| Search me, O God, and know my heart
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| Try me and know my thoughts
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| And see if there be any grievous way in me
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| And lead me in the way
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| Search me, O God, and know my heart
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| Try me and know my thoughts
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| And see if there be any grievous way in me
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| And lead me in the way everlasting
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| And lead me in the way everlasting |