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Many, O LORD, my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are toward us, they cannot be reckoned up in order to thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

Thou holdest my eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

The LORD shall count, when he writeth up the people, that this man was born there. Selah.

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

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain to it.

If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them my enemies.