My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

He rebuked the Red sea also, and it was dried up: so he led them through the depths, as through the wilderness.

Thou didst cleave the fountain and the flood: thou didst dry up mighty rivers.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah. O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is;

He turned the sea into dry land: they went through the flood on foot: there we rejoiced in him.

God setteth the solitary in families: he bringeth out those who are bound with chains: but the rebellious dwell in a dry land.

The sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land.

He opened the rock, and the waters gushed out; they ran in the dry places like a river.

He turneth rivers into a wilderness, and the water-springs into dry ground;

He turneth the wilderness into a standing water, and dry ground into water-springs.