Psalm 63
or Coverdale
Deus, Deus meus

¹ O God, you are my God; eagerly I seek you; *
my soul thirsts for you, my flesh faints for you,
as in a barren and dry land where there is no water.
² Therefore I have gazed upon you in your holy place, *
that I might behold your power and your glory.
³ For your loving-kindness is better than life itself; *
my lips shall give you praise.
⁴ So will I bless you as long as I live *
and lift up my hands in your Name.
⁵ My soul is content, as with marrow and fatness, *
and my mouth praises you with joyful lips,
⁶ When I remember you upon my bed, *
and meditate on you in the night watches.
⁷ For you have been my helper, *
and under the shadow of your wings I will rejoice.
pour out your hearts before him, for God is our refuge.
let his years extend over many generations.
Ephraim is my helmet and Judah my scepter.
not for any offense or fault of mine, O Lord.
liars go astray from their birth.
God will send forth his love and his faithfulness.
⁸ My soul clings to you; *
your right hand holds me fast.
⁹ May those who seek my life to destroy it *
go down into the depths of the earth;
¹⁰ Let them fall upon the edge of the sword, *
and let them be food for jackals.
¹¹ But the king will rejoice in God;
all those who swear by him will be glad; *
for the mouth of those who speak lies shall be stopped.