God never counts his people as a crowd. Each is known singly, set inside a family and a household, so that belonging to a whole nation never dissolves the person standing in it, and no one is saved as a stray individual either.
The count is also an enlistment, since those numbered were the ones fit to fight. Being reckoned among God's people means being counted on for a struggle, and the long one runs inward, against one's own passions, the cravings that quietly run a person instead of serving them. The names gathered here reach toward the names God keeps written in heaven, which are never lost or confused with another's.