Psalm 63
8,6,8,6
^1Lord, thee my God, I'll early seek:
my soul doth thirst for thee;
My flesh longs in a dry parch'd land,
wherein no waters be:
^2That I thy power may behold,
and brightness of thy face,
As I have seen thee heretofore
within thy holy place.
^3Since better is thy love than life,
my lips thee praise shall give.
^4I in thy name will lift my hands,
and bless thee while I live.
^5Ev'n as with marrow and with fat
my soul shall filled be;
Then shall my mouth with joyful lips
sing praises unto thee:
^6When I do thee upon my bed
remember with delight,
And when on thee I meditate
in watches of the night.
^7In shadow of thy wings I'll joy;
for thou mine help hast been.
^8My soul thee follows hard; and me
thy right hand doth sustain.
^9Who seek my soul to spill shall sink
down to earth's lowest room.
^10They by the sword shall be cut off,
and foxes' prey become.
^11Yet shall the king in God rejoice,
and each one glory shall
That swear by him: but stopp'd shall be
the mouth of liars all.