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18 If I could count each one of them, they would be more than all the grains of sand on earth. Their number is inconceivable!
    Even when I wake up, I am still near to You.

19 I wish You would destroy all the wicked, O God.
    So keep away from me, those who are thirsty for blood!
20 For they say such horrible things about You,
    and those who are against You abuse Your good name.

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