Psalm 62

A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.

O God my God, early do I rise to Thee. My soul hath thirsted for Thee; how many ways hath my flesh longed after Thee, in a barren and untrodden land, where no water is.
Thus have I appeared before Thee in the sanctuary, that I might see Thy power and Thy glory.
Because Thy mercy is better than life; my lips shall praise Thee.
Thus will I bless Thee while I live, and will lift up my hands in Thy name.
Let my soul be satisfied as with marrow and fatness, and my mouth shall praise Thee with joyful lips.
If I remembered Thee upon my bed, I meditated on Thee in the morning watches.
Because Thou hast been my help; in the shelter of Thy wings will I rejoice.
My soul hath cleaved unto Thee; Thy right hand hath upheld me.
But they have sought my soul in vain; they shall go into the lower parts of the earth; they shall be given over to the power of the sword; they shall be portions for foxes.
But the king shall be glad in God; every one that sweareth by Him shall be praised; for the mouth of them that speak unjust things is stopped.