So I look for you in the holy place to see your power and your glory.
Search for the Lord and his strength. Always seek his presence.
Lift your hands toward the holy place, and praise the Lord.
Everyone will talk about the glory of your kingdom and will tell the descendants of Adam about your might
I have asked one thing from the Lord. This I will seek: to remain in the Lord’s house all the days of my life in order to gaze at the Lord’s beauty and to search for an answer in his temple.
My tears are my food day and night. People ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Then let me go to the altar of God, to God my ⌞highest⌟ joy, and I will give thanks to you on the lyre, O God, my God.
You are not a God who takes pleasure in wickedness. Evil will never be your guest.
Your festival processions, O God, can be seen by everyone. They are the processions for my God, my king, into the holy place.
He allowed his power to be taken captive and handed his glory over to an oppressor.
Splendor and majesty are in his presence. Strength and beauty are in his holy place.
“Lebanon’s glory will come to you: Cedar, fir, and cypress trees will come to beautify my holy place, and I will honor the place where my feet rest.
I will satisfy the priests with rich food. My people will be filled with my blessings,” declares the Lord.