我若数点，比海沙更多；我睡醒的时候，仍和你同在。

我若数点，比海沙更多；我睡醒的时候，仍和你同在。

我若数点，比海沙更多；我睡醒的时候，仍和你同在。

我若数算，它们比海沙还多。我醒来的时候，依然与你在一起。

如果我数点，它们比海沙更多；我睡醒的时候，仍然与你同在。

如果我数算，它们比海沙更多；我醒来时，我还是与你同在！

我若數點，比海沙更多；我睡醒的時候，仍和你同在。

我若數點，比海沙更多；我睡醒的時候，仍和你同在。

我若數點，比海沙更多；我睡醒的時候，仍和你同在。

我若數算，它們比海沙還多。我醒來的時候，依然與你在一起。

如果我數點，它們比海沙更多；我睡醒的時候，仍然與你同在。

我若數它，比海沙更多；到頭來，我仍和你同在。

如果我數算，它們比海沙更多；我醒來時，我還是與你同在！

若核其數、多於海沙、我醒寤時、仍與爾偕兮、

如欲稽核其數、多於塵沙、及予警醒、尚憶爾恩兮。

我若計核其數、比海沙更多、我醒時仍思念主、

假曰計之。多於沙粒。寤寐思之。恍然自失。

Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you.

If I could count them, they would be more than the grains of sand. If I were to fall asleep counting and then wake up, you would still be there with me.

If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you.

I can’t even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand! And when I wake up, you are still with me!

If I counted them, they would outnumber the grains of sand; when I wake up, I am still with you.

Were I to count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with You.

If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You.

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

If I counted them, they would outnumber the grains of sand; when I wake up, I am still with You.

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

If I tried to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. Even if I finished counting them, I would still have to contend with you.

If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

我躺下睡觉，我醒着，耶和华都保佑我。

我行路，我躺卧，你都细察；你也深知我一切所行的。

耶和华我的神啊，你所行的奇事，并你向我们所怀的意念甚多，不能向你陈明；若要陈明，其事不可胜数。

我将耶和华常摆在我面前，因他在我右边，我便不致摇动。因此，我的心欢喜，我的灵快乐；我的肉身也要安然居住。因为你必不将我的灵魂撇在阴间，也不叫你的圣者见朽坏。你必将生命的道路指示我。在你面前有满足的喜乐；在你右手中有永远的福乐。

至于我，我必在义中见你的面；我醒了的时候，得见你的形像就心满意足了。

他替我们死，叫我们无论醒着，睡着，都与他同活。

睡在尘埃中的，必有多人复醒。其中有得永生的，有受羞辱永远被憎恶的。

死人要复活，尸首要兴起。睡在尘埃的啊，要醒起歌唱！因你的甘露好像菜蔬上的甘露，地也要交出死人来。

因有无数的祸患围困我，我的罪孽追上了我，使我不能昂首；这罪孽比我的头发还多，我就心寒胆战。