My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Jehovah; My heart and my flesh cry out unto the living God.
With my soul have I desired thee in the night; yea, with my spirit within me will I seek thee earnestly: for when thy judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.
My soul fainteth for thy salvation; But I hope in thy word.
I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. [Selah
My flesh and my heart faileth; But God is the strength of my heart and my portion for ever.
My soul breaketh for the longing That it hath unto 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.
Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat!
Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might quake at thy presence,
How goodly are thy tents, O Jacob, Thy tabernacles, O Israel!