I open my mouth and pant, because I long for your commandments.
To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah. As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God.
My soul is consumed with longing for your rules at all times.
Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation—
Strive for peace with everyone, and for the holiness without which no one will see the Lord.
I am the Lord your God, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt. Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it.
In the path of your judgments, O Lord, we wait for you; your name and remembrance are the desire of our soul. My soul yearns for you in the night; my spirit within me earnestly seeks you. For when your judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.
I long for your salvation, O Lord, and your law is my delight.
I rejoice at your word like one who finds great spoil.
They waited for me as for the rain, and they opened their mouths as for the spring rain.
Behold, I long for your precepts; in your righteousness give me life!
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