I stretchout my handsto You; My soul[longs] for You, as a parchedland.Selah.
"Ifyou would directyour heartrightAnd spreadout your handto Him,
"As a slavewho pantsfor the shade,And as a hiredmanwho eagerlywaitsfor his wages,
My tearshave beenmy fooddayand night,While [they] sayto me alldaylong, "Whereis your God?"
Ifwe had forgottenthe nameof our GodOr extendedour handsto a strangegod,
O God,You are my God;I shall seekYou earnestly;My soulthirstsfor You, my fleshyearnsfor You, In a dryand wearylandwhere there is nowater.
My soullongedand evenyearnedfor the courtsof the LORD;My heartand my fleshsingfor joyto the livingGod.
Will You performwondersfor the dead?Will the departedspiritsrise[and] praiseYou? Selah.
My eyehas wastedawaybecauseof affliction;I have calledupon You everyday,O LORD;I have spreadout my handsto You.
Mosessaidto him, "As soon as I goout of the city,I will spreadout my handsto the LORD;the thunderwill ceaseand there will be hailnolonger,that you may knowthat the earthis the LORD'S.
The scorchedlandwill becomea poolAnd the thirstygroundspringsof water;In the hauntof jackals,its restingplace,Grass[becomes] reedsand rushes.
Nowon the lastday,the great[day] of the feast,Jesusstoodand criedout, saying,"Ifanyoneis thirsty,let him cometo Me and drink.
