A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Idumea.
O God, my God, I cry to thee early; my soul has thirsted for thee: how often has my flesh [longed] after thee, in a barren and trackless and dry land!
Thus have I appeared before thee in the sanctuary, that I might see thy power and thy glory.
For thy mercy is better than life: my lips shall praise thee.
Thus will I bless thee during my life: I will lift up my hands in thy name.
Let my soul be filled as with marrow and fatness; and [my] joyful lips shall praise thy name.
Forasmuch as I have remembered thee on my bed: in the early seasons I have meditated on thee.
For thou hast been my helper, and in the shelter of thy wings will I rejoice.
My soul has kept very close behind thee: thy right hand has upheld me.
But they vainly sought after my soul; they shall go into the lowest parts of the earth.
They shall be delivered up to the power of the sword; they shall be portions for foxes.
But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that swears by him shall be praised; for the mouth of them that speak unjust things has been stopped.