If we had stopped worshiping our God and prayed to a foreign god,

my eyes are weak from suffering. LORD, every day I call to you and lift my hands to you in prayer.

Put your heart right, Job. Reach out to God.

As a deer longs for a stream of cool water, so I long for you, O God.

I thirst for you, the living God. When can I go and worship in your presence?

O God, you are my God, and I long for you. My whole being desires you; like a dry, worn-out, and waterless land, my soul is thirsty for you.

How I want to be there! I long to be in the LORD's Temple. With my whole being I sing for joy to the living God.

We follow your will and put our hope in you; you are all that we desire.

At night I long for you with all my heart; when you judge the earth and its people, they will all learn what justice is.

the burning sand will become a lake, and dry land will be filled with springs. Where jackals used to live, marsh grass and reeds will grow.

On the last and most important day of the festival Jesus stood up and said in a loud voice, "Whoever is thirsty should come to me, and