I can count all my bones: they look and stare upon me.

Many, O LORD my God, are your wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us: they cannot be recounted in order unto you: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

You hold my eyes from closing: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

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

You have put away my acquaintance far from me; you have made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

The LORD reigns, he is clothed with majesty; the LORD is clothed with strength, with which he has girded himself: the world also is established, that it cannot be moved.

[A song of ascents.] They that trust in the LORD shall be as mount Zion, which cannot be removed, but abides forever.

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

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

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