The sun still rises, and it still goes down, going wearily back to where it must start all over again.
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.”
As a deer longs for a stream of cool water, so I long for you, O God.
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.
“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.
At the flash of your speeding arrows and the gleam of your shining spear, the sun and the moon stood still.