The sun still rises, and it still goes down, going wearily back to where it must start all over again.
At the flash of your speeding arrows and the gleam of your shining spear, the sun and the moon stood still.
As a deer longs for a stream of cool water, so I long for you, O God.
As long as the world exists, there will be a time for planting and a time for harvest. There will always be cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night.”
“I have made a covenant with the day and with the night, so that they always come at their proper times; and that covenant can never be broken.
where an arrow would pierce its heart. He was like a bird going into a net—he did not know that his life was in danger.