David's thirst for God.
Psalms 63:1 O God, thou art my God: early wil I seke the. Psalms 63:2 My soule thursteth for the, my flesh longeth after the in a bare & drie lode, where no water is. Psalms 63:3 Thus do I loke for the in thy Sactuary, that I might beholde yi power & glory.
His manner of blessing God.
Psalms 63:4 For thy louynge kyndnesse is better then life, my lyppes shal prayse the. Psalms 63:5 As loge as I liue wil I magnifie the, & lift vp my hondes in thy name. Psalms 63:6 My soule is satisfied eue as it were with marry & fatnesse, when my mouth prayseth the with ioyfull lippes. Psalms 63:7 In my bedde wil I remembre ye, & whe I wake, my talkynge shalbe of the. Psalms 63:8 For thou hast bene my helper, & vnder the shadowe of yi wynges wil I reioyse.
His confidence of his enemies' destruction, and his own safety.
Psalms 63:9 My soule hangeth vpon the, thy right honde vpholdeth me. Psalms 63:10 They seke after my soule, but in vayne, for they shal go vnder the earth. Psalms 63:11 They shal fall in to the swerde, & be a porcio for foxes. But ye kynge shal reioyse in God: all they that sweare by hym, shal be commeded, for the mouth of lyers shalbe stopped.