Like the profane mockers in feasts, they gnashed their teeth at me.

They have burned your sanctuary to the ground. They have profaned the dwelling place of your Name.

Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

The earth trembled. The sky also poured down rain at the presence of the God of Sinai -- at the presence of God, the God of Israel.

You are awesome, God, in your sanctuaries. The God of Israel gives strength and power to his people. Praise be to God! For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Lilies." By David.

Your way, God, is in the sanctuary. What god is great like God?