Your Right Hand Upholds Me

You, God, are my God,
   earnestly I seek you;
I thirst for you,
   my whole being longs for you,
in a dry and parched land
   where there is no water.
  I have seen you in the sanctuary
   and beheld your power and your glory.
 Because your love is better than life,
   my lips will glorify you.
 I will praise you as long as I live,
   and in your name I will lift up my hands.
 I will be fully satisfied as with the richest of foods;
   with singing lips my mouth will praise you.
 On my bed I remember you;
   I think of you through the watches of the night.
 Because you are my help,
   I sing in the shadow of your wings.
 I cling to you;
   your right hand upholds me.
 Those who want to kill me will be destroyed;
   they will go down to the depths of the earth.
 They will be given over to the sword
   and become food for jackals.
 But the king will rejoice in God;
   all who swear by God will glory in him,
   while the mouths of liars will be silenced.

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