And he hath been as a tree, Planted by rivulets of water, That giveth its fruit in its season, And its leaf doth not wither, And all that he doth he causeth to prosper.

To the Overseer. -- An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.

Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.

Thou cleansest me with hyssop and I am clean, Washest me, and than snow I am whiter.

Thou hast inspected the earth, and waterest it, Thou makest it very rich, the rivulet of God is full of water, Thou preparest their corn, When thus Thou dost prepare it,

Thou hast caused man to ride at our head. We have entered into fire and into water, And Thou bringest us out to a watered place.

They have shed their blood As water round about Jerusalem, And there is none burying.

They utter -- they speak an old saw, All working iniquity do boast themselves.

They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst.

Who doth utter the mighty acts of Jehovah? Soundeth all His praise?

He maketh a wilderness become a pool of water, And a dry land become fountains of waters.

And he putteth on reviling as his robe, And it cometh in as water into his midst, And as oil into his bones.

My lips do utter praise, For Thou dost teach me Thy statutes.

They sharpened their tongue as a serpent, Poison of an adder is under their lips. Selah.