I may count all my bones. They look, they stare upon me;

All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship; all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him, and he that cannot keep alive his own soul.

Thou, O Jehovah my God, hast multiplied thy marvellous works, and thy thoughts toward us: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee; would I declare and speak them, they are more than can be numbered.

For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head: and my heart hath failed me.

Walk about Zion, and go round about her: count the towers thereof;

Thou holdest open mine eyelids; I am full of disquiet and cannot speak.

Jehovah will count, when he inscribeth the peoples, This man was born there. Selah.

Thou hast put my familiar friends far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

{A Song of degrees.} They that confide in Jehovah are as mount Zion, which cannot be moved; it abideth for ever.

O knowledge too wonderful for me! it is high, I cannot attain unto it.

If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I awake, I am still with thee.

Jehovah is righteous in all his ways, and kind in all his works.