My soul longed after, and also failed for the enclosures of Jehovah: my heart and my flesh will rejoice for the living God.
Who will give, I knew to find him: I will come even to his place.
My soul was crushed for the desire to thy judgments in all time.
My soul failed for thy, salvation: I hoped for thy word.
I spread out my hands to thee: my soul as a weary land for thee. Silence.
My flesh failed and my heart: the rock of my heart and my portion is God forever.
I adjured you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye shall find my beloved, what ye shall announce to him: I am pierced by love.
My soul desired thee in the night; also my spirit in the midst of me I will seek thee: for when thy judgments to the earth, those dwelling in the habitable globe will learn justice.
Would that thou didst rend the heavens; thou camest down; the mountains flowed from before thee.
How good thy tents, Jacob, and thy dwellings, Israel!