Thirsting for God
(2 Samuel 15:30–37)

1O God, thou art my God: early wil I seke the. My soule thursteth for the, my flesh longeth after the in a bare & drie lode, where no water is.

2Thus do I loke for the in thy Sactuary, that I might beholde yi power & glory.

3For thy louynge kyndnesse is better then life, my lyppes shal prayse the.

4As loge as I liue wil I magnifie the, & lift vp my hondes in thy name.

5My soule is satisfied eue as it were with marry & fatnesse, when my mouth prayseth the with ioyfull lippes.

6In my bedde wil I remembre ye, & whe I wake, my talkynge shalbe of the.

7For thou hast bene my helper, & vnder the shadowe of yi wynges wil I reioyse.

8My soule hangeth vpon the, thy right honde vpholdeth me.

9They seke after my soule, but in vayne, for they shal go vnder the earth.

10They shal fall in to the swerde, & be a porcio for foxes.

11But ye kynge shal reioyse in God: all they that sweare by hym, shal be commeded, for the mouth of lyers shalbe stopped.