My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
See, he will kill me; I have no hope; but I will defend my ways to his face.
The Lord is my portion; I promise to keep your words.
On the day I called, you answered me; you increased my strength of soul.
I cry to you, O Lord; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer, my God, my rock in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!
For evils have encompassed me without number; my iniquities have overtaken me until I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails me.
O God, you are my God; I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
My soul longs, indeed it faints, for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.”
For to me, living is Christ and dying is gain.
since I know that my death will come soon, as indeed our Lord Jesus Christ has made clear to me.
Those who conquer will inherit these things, and I will be their God, and they will be my children.