A Psalm of David, in his being in the wilderness of Judah. O God, Thou art my God, earnestly do I seek Thee, Thirsted for Thee hath my soul, Longed for Thee hath my flesh, In a land dry and weary, without waters.
And Moses saith unto him, `At my going out of the city, I spread my palms unto Jehovah--the voices cease, and the hail is not any more, so that thou knowest that the earth is Jehovah's;
And the mirage hath become a pond, And the thirsty land fountains of waters, In the habitation of dragons, Its place of couching down, a court for reed and rush.