This chapter has a theme that we’ll definitely come back to in other Psalms, and particularly when we get to Shir HaShirim, the Song of Songs. It makes love of God an almost lustful longing, something like missing and wanting a lover. It’s all-encompassing, passionate, and almost reckless in its search for fulfillment. “O God, You are my God, I seek You. My soul thirsts for You; my flesh longs for You, in an arid and thirsty land, without water (Psalms 63:2).” See what I mean?
It’s definitely a weird way for me to think about God. While I definitely believe that healthy relations are holy, and that there’s nothing wrong, and indeed everything right, with consenting sex, I don’t think about it in a God-context. Should I?