The Lord made his people very fruitful, and made them more numerous than their enemies.

But those who are my enemies for no reason are numerous; those who hate me without cause outnumber me.

How difficult it is for me to fathom your thoughts about me, O God! How vast is their sum total!

O Lord, my God, you have accomplished many things; you have done amazing things and carried out your purposes for us. No one can thwart you! I want to declare them and talk about them, but they are too numerous to recount!

For innumerable dangers surround me. My sins overtake me so I am unable to see; they outnumber the hairs of my head so my strength fails me.

Those who hate me without cause are more numerous than the hairs of my head. Those who want to destroy me, my enemies for no reason, outnumber me. They make me repay what I did not steal!