My soul breaketh for the longing That it hath unto thy judgments at all times.
My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: My heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.
O God, thou art My God; early will I seek thee: My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee In a dry and thirsty land, where no water is;
I opened my mouth, and panted: For I longed for thy commandments.
I have longed for thy salvation, O LORD; And thy law is my delight.
Behold, I have longed after thy precepts: Quicken me in thy righteousness.
A friend loveth at all times, And a brother is born for adversity.
Will he delight himself in the Almighty? Will he always call upon God?
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: But when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life.
Blessed are they that keep judgment, And he that doeth righteousness at all times.