1 O God, you are my God; I seek you at dawn; my soul thirsts for you, my flesh longs for you, in a land dry and weary, where there is no water.
2 Thus I have gazed on you in the holy place, to see your strength and your glory.
3 For your steadfast love is better than life; my lips will extol you.
4 So I will bless you all my life; in your name I will raise my hands.
5 As with marrow and fatness my soul will be filled, and with lips that sing for joy my mouth will praise you,
6 when I call you to mind upon my bed and through the watches of the night I meditate on you.
7 For you have been a help to me, and in the shade of your wings I shout for joy.
8 My soul holds fast to you; your right hand holds me up.
9 But those who seek my soul for ruin will go into the lowest parts of the earth.
10 They will be handed over to the sword; they will be the prey of jackals.
11 But the king will be glad in God; all who swear by him will boast, for the mouth of liars will be shut.