I spread out my hands to You; My soul longs for You, like a weary land. Selah

我向你举手；我的心渴想你，如干旱之地盼雨一样。细拉

我向你举手，我的心渴想你，如干旱之地盼雨一样。（细拉）

我向你举手，我的心渴想你，如干旱之地盼雨一样。（细拉）

我举手向你呼求，我的心渴慕你如同干旱之地渴慕甘霖。（细拉）

我向你伸出双手，我的心渴想你，好像干旱的地盼望雨水一样。（细拉）

我向你伸开双手，我的灵魂渴望你，如同干旱之地盼望雨水。细拉

我向你舉手；我的心渴想你，如乾旱之地盼雨一樣。（細拉）

我向你舉手，我的心渴想你，如乾旱之地盼雨一樣。（細拉）

我向你舉手，我的心渴想你，如乾旱之地盼雨一樣。（細拉）

我舉手向你呼求，我的心渴慕你如同乾旱之地渴慕甘霖。（細拉）

我向你伸出雙手，我的心渴想你，好像乾旱的地盼望雨水一樣。（細拉）

我伸開雙手向你禱告；我的心渴想着你，就像乾旱之地盼雨那樣。（細拉）

我向你伸開雙手，我的靈魂渴望你，如同乾旱之地盼望雨水。細拉

向爾舉手、中心望爾、如槁壤之望雨兮、

予舉手以拜爾、予仰望爾、如槁壤之望時雨兮、

我向主舉手、我心羨慕主、如旱地之盼雨、細拉、

望天舉雙手。寫我心中慕。我心如旱田。望主施甘雨。

I spread out my hands to you; I thirst for you like a parched land.

I spread out my hands to you in prayer. I’m thirsty for you, just as dry ground is thirsty for rain.

I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Selah

I lift my hands to you in prayer. I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain. Interlude

I spread out my hands to you; I am like parched land before you. Selah

I spread out my hands to You; My soul longs for You like a thirsty land. Selah

I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land.[ Selah

I spread out my hands to You; I am like parched land before You. Selah

I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul[ thirsteth] after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.

I spread my hands out to you in prayer; my soul thirsts for you in a parched land.

I spread out my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.

God, You are my God; I shall be watching for You; My soul thirsts for You, my flesh yearns for You, In a dry and exhausted land where there is no water.

My eye grows dim from misery; I have called upon You every day, Lord; I have spread out my hands to You.

“ If you would direct your heart rightly And spread out your hands to Him,

As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants for You, God.My soul thirsts for God, for the living God; When shall I come and appear before God?

If we had forgotten the name of our God Or extended our hands to a strange god,

Now on the last day, the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, saying,“ If anyone is thirsty, let him come to Me and drink.

My soul longed and even yearned for the courtyards of the Lord; My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.

Indeed, while following the way of Your judgments, Lord, We have waited for You eagerly; Your name, and remembering You, is the desire of our souls.At night my soul longs for You, Indeed, my spirit within me seeks You diligently; For when the earth experiences Your judgments, The inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.

The scorched land will become a pool And the thirsty ground springs of water; In the haunt of jackals, its resting place, Grass becomes reeds and rushes.