My soul longs, indeed it faints, for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.
Oh, that I knew where I might find him, that I might come even to his dwelling!
My soul is consumed with longing for your ordinances at all times.
My soul languishes for your salvation; I hope in your word.
I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Selah
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, tell him this: I am faint with love.
My soul yearns for you in the night; my spirit within me earnestly seeks you. For when your judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.
O that you would tear open the heavens and come down, so that the mountains would quake at your presence—
How fair are your tents, O Jacob, your encampments, O Israel!