How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.
They cannot be numbered!
I can’t even count them,
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!
How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.
They cannot be numbered!
I can’t even count them,
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!