⁹ He performs wonders^(A) that cannot be fathomed,^(B)
    miracles that cannot be counted.^(C)

¹⁵ My mouth will tell^(A) of your righteous deeds,^(B)
    of your saving acts all day long—
    though I know not how to relate them all.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts,^[a](A) God!^(B)
    How vast is the sum of them!
¹⁸ Were I to count them,^(C)
    they would outnumber the grains of sand^(D)—
    when I awake,^(E) I am still with you.