Photo: a shady spot in a neighbor's yard
O God, you are my God, I wait for you from the dawn.

My soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you.

I came to your sanctuary, as one in a parched and

waterless land, so that I could see your might and your glory.

My lips will praise you, for your mercy is better than life itself.

Thus I will bless you throughout my life,

and raise my hands in prayer to your name;

my soul will be filled as if by rich food,

and my mouth will sing your praises and rejoice.

I will remember you as I lie in bed, I will think of you

in the morning, for you have been my helper, and I will

take joy in the protection of your wings.

My soul clings to you; your right hand raises me up.

Psalm 63:1 - 8