My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death.

And he rebuked the Red Sea, and it dried up; and he led them through the deeps as through a wilderness.

{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 languisheth for thee, in a dry and weary land without water:

He turned the sea into dry land; they went through the river on foot: there did we rejoice in him.

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

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

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

He maketh the wilderness into a pool of water, and the dry land into water-springs;