My soul longs, yea, even faints for the courts of LORD. My heart and my flesh cry out to the living God.
With my soul I have desired thee in the night. Yea, with my spirit within me I will seek thee earnestly. For when thy judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.
My soul faints for thy salvation. I hope in thy word.
I spread forth my hands to thee. My soul [is] as a weary land for thee. Selah.
My flesh and my heart fails, [but] God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
My soul breaks for the longing that it has to thine ordinances at all times.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him that I am sick from love.
O that I knew where I might find him, that I might come even to his seat!
Oh that thou would rend the heavens, that thou would come down, that the mountains might quake at thy presence,
How goodly are thy tents, O Jacob, thy tabernacles, O Israel!