Psalm 63

A David Psalm, When He Was out in the Judean Wilderness 1God—you're my God! I can't get enough of you!
   I've worked up such hunger and thirst for God,
      traveling across dry and weary deserts.

2-4    So here I am in the place of worship, eyes open,
      drinking in your strength and glory.
   In your generous love I am really living at last!
      My lips brim praises like fountains.
   I bless you every time I take a breath;
      My arms wave like banners of praise to you.

5-8    I eat my fill of prime rib and gravy;
      I smack my lips. It's time to shout praises!
   If I'm sleepless at midnight,
      I spend the hours in grateful reflection.
   Because you've always stood up for me,
      I'm free to run and play.
   I hold on to you for dear life,
      and you hold me steady as a post.

9-11    Those who are out to get me are marked for doom,
      marked for death, bound for hell.
   They'll die violent deaths;
      jackals will tear them limb from limb.
   But the king is glad in God;
      his true friends spread the joy,
   While small-minded gossips
      are gagged for good.