O God, you are my God – for you I long!
For you my body yearns; for you my soul thirsts,
like a land parched, lifeless, and without water.
So I look to you in the sanctuary to see your power and glory.
For your love is better that life; my lips offer you worship!
I will bless you as long as I live; I will lift up my hands, calling on your name.
My soul shall savor the rich banquet of praise,
with joyous lips my mouth shall honor you.
When I think of you upon my bed, through the night watches I will recall
that you indeed are my help, and in the shadow of your wings I shout for joy.
My soul clings fast to you; your right hand upholds me.