A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah. O God, You are my God; I earnestly seek You; my soul thirsts for You; my flesh longs for You, as in a dry and weary land without water.
And Moses said to him, As I go out of the city I will spread out my palms to Jehovah. The thunder will cease, and the hail will not still be, so that you may know that the earth is Jehovah’s.
And the parched ground shall become a pool, and the thirsty land shall become springs of waters, in the home of jackals, in its resting place, and a place for the reed and rush.