A melody of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.
63 O Yahavah {Yah'-ha-vah'}, you are my Yahavah {Yah'-ha-vah'}, I keep looking for you.
I am faint with longing for you
In a dry and parched land, where there is no water.
2 So I have looked upon you in the holy place;
I have seen your strength and your glory.
3 Because your loyal love is better than life,
My own lips will glorify you.
4 Thus I will praise you all my life;
In your name I will lift up my hands.
5 I am satisfied with the best and choicest portion,
So my mouth will praise you with joy on my lips.
6 I remember you while upon my bed;
I meditate on you during the watches of the night.
7 For you are my helper,
And I shout joyfully in the shadow of your wings.
Your right hand keeps fast hold on me.
9 But those who seek to destroy my life
Will descend into the depths of the earth.
10 They will be handed over to the power of the sword;
They will become food for jackals.
11 But the king will rejoice in Yahavah {Yah'-ha-vah'}.
Every person swearing by Him will exult,
For the mouth of those speaking lies will be silenced.