Psalms

63:1		<A Psalm. Of David. When he was in the waste land of Judah.> O God, you are my God; early will I make my search for you: my soul is dry for need of you, my flesh is wasted with desire for you, as a dry and burning land where no water is;
63:2		To see your power and your glory, as I have seen you in the holy place.
63:3		Because your mercy is better than life, my lips will give you praise.
63:4		So will I go on blessing you all my life, lifting up my hands in your name.
63:5		My soul will be comforted, as with good food; and my mouth will give you praise with songs of joy;
63:6		When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.
63:7		Because you have been my help, I will have joy in the shade of your wings.
63:8		My soul keeps ever near you: your right hand is my support.
63:9		But those whose desire is my soul's destruction will go down to the lower parts of the earth.
63:10		They will be cut off by the sword; they will be food for foxes.
63:11		But the king will have joy in God; everyone who takes an oath by him will have cause for pride; but the false mouth will be stopped.