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17 How precious are your thoughts concerning me, O God!
How vast in number they are!
18 If I try to count them,
there would be more of them than there are grains of sand.
When I wake up, I am still with you.

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17 Your thoughts and plans are treasures to me, O God! I cherish each and every one of them!
    How grand in scope! How many in number!
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.

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17 ¡Cuán preciosos también son para mí, oh Dios, Tus pensamientos(A)!
¡Cuán inmensa es la suma de ellos!
18 Si los contara, serían más que la arena(B);
Al despertar(C) aún estoy contigo.

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