My soul longs, yes, even faints For the courts of the Lord; My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
With my soul I have desired You in the night, Yes, by my spirit within me I will seek You early; For when Your judgments are in the earth, The inhabitants of the world will learn righteousness.
My soul faints for Your salvation, But I hope in Your word.
I spread out my hands to You; My soul longs for You like a thirsty land. Selah
My flesh and my heart fail; But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
My soul breaks with longing For Your judgments at all times.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, That you tell him I am lovesick!
Oh, that I knew where I might find Him, That I might come to His seat!
Oh, that You would rend the heavens! That You would come down! That the mountains might shake at Your presence—
“How lovely are your tents, O Jacob! Your dwellings, O Israel!