5I remember the days of old, and brood over all you have done, musing on all that your hands have wrought.
6I spread out my hands to you: I thirst for you, like parched earth. Selah
7Answer me soon, Lord, because my spirit is spent. Hide not your face from me, else become I like those who go down to the pit.
8Let me learn of your love in the morning, for my trust is in you. Teach me the way I should go: for my heart longs for you.
9Save me, O Lord, from my foes: for to you I have fled for refuge.