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 because of the longing that it has towards your judgments at all times.
CAPH. My soul faints for your salvation: but I hope in your word.
I stretch out my hands to you: my soul thirsts for you like a thirsty land. Selah.
My flesh and my heart fails: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am sick from 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 burst the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might flow down at your presence,
How pleasant are your tents, O Jacob, and your tabernacles, O Israel!