My soul faints for Your salvation; I wait for Your word.
My soul longs, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
How I long for Your precepts! Revive me in Your righteousness.
You are my hiding place and my shield; I put my hope in Your word.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
May Your compassion come to me, that I may live, for Your law is my delight.
I know your deeds; you are neither cold nor hot. How I wish you were one or the other!
O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
May those who fear You see me and rejoice, for I have hoped in Your word.
Then I can answer him who taunts, for I trust in Your word.
For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You,
My soul is consumed with longing for Your judgments at all times.