¹⁷ For I will take away the names of Baalim out of her mouth, and they shall no more be remembered by their name.

²⁰ And your strength shall be spent in vain: for your land shall not yield her increase, neither shall the trees of the land yield their fruits.

¹ God, you are my God. I will earnestly seek you. My soul thirsts for you. My flesh longs for you, in a dry and weary land, where there is no water.

² So I have seen you in the sanctuary, watching your power and your glory.

³ Because your loving kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise you.

⁴ So I will bless you while I live. I will lift up my hands in your name.

⁵ My soul shall be satisfied as with the richest food. My mouth shall praise you with joyful lips,

⁶ when I remember you on my bed, and think about you in the night watches.

⁷ For you have been my help. I will rejoice in the shadow of your wings.

⁸ My soul stays close to you. Your right hand holds me up.

⁹ But those who seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

¹⁰ They shall be given over to the power of the sword. They shall be jackal food.

¹¹ But the king shall rejoice in God. Everyone who swears by him will praise him, for the mouth of those who speak lies shall be silenced. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.