The Lord is alive! My protector is praiseworthy! The God who delivers me is exalted as king!

You open your hand, and fill every living thing with the food they desire.

I thirst for God, for the living God. I say, “When will I be able to go and appear in God’s presence?”

Before the kindling is even placed under your pots, he will sweep it away along with both the raw and cooked meat.

Do not sit in judgment on your servant, for no one alive is innocent before you.

I desperately want to be in the courts of the Lord’s temple. My heart and my entire being shout for joy to the living God.