My Soul Thirsts for You

63 A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.

 O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;

my soul thirsts for you;

my flesh faints for you,

as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

 So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,

beholding your power and glory.

 Because your steadfast love is better than life,

my lips will praise you.

 So I will bless you as long as I live;

in your name I will lift up my hands.

 My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food,

and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,

 when I remember you upon my bed,

and meditate on you in the watches of the night;

 for you have been my help,

and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy.

 My soul clings to you;

your right hand upholds me.

 But those who seek to destroy my life

shall go down into the depths of the earth;

10  they shall be given over to the power of the sword;

they shall be a portion for jackals.

11  But the king shall rejoice in God;

all who swear by him shall exult,

for the mouths of liars will be stopped.