My soul longs, yea, even faints for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
Oh that I knew where I might find him! that I might come even to his seat!
My soul breaks for the longing that it has unto your judgments at all times.
[Kaph] My soul faints for your salvation: but I hope in your word.
I stretch forth my hands unto you: my soul thirsts after you, as a thirsty land. Selah.
My flesh and my heart fails: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion forever.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am sick with love.
With my soul have I desired you in the night; yea, with my spirit within me will I seek you early: for when your judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world will learn righteousness.
Oh that you would rend the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might flow down at your presence.
How lovely are your tents, O Jacob, and your tabernacles, O Israel!