PSALMS.
Chapter 63.
A psalm by David when he was in the wilderness of Judah. O God, you are my God. At dawn I search for you. My soul thirsts for you. My body longs for you in a dry, parched land where there is no water. 
So I look for you in the holy place to see your power and your glory. 
My lips will praise you because your mercy is better than life ⌞itself⌟. 
So I will thank you as long as I live. I will lift up my hands ⌞to pray⌟ in your name. 
You satisfy my soul with the richest foods. My mouth will sing ⌞your⌟ praise with joyful lips. 
As I lie on my bed, I remember you. Through the long hours of the night, I think about you. 
You have been my help. In the shadow of your wings, I sing joyfully. 
My soul clings to you. Your right hand supports me. 
But those who try to destroy my life will go into the depths of the earth. 
They will be cut down by swords. Their dead bodies will be left as food for jackals. 
But the king will find joy in God. Everyone who takes an oath by God will brag, but the mouths of liars will be shut. 
