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 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.
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.