He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;

As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

And the wild asses did stand in the high places, they snuffed up the wind like dragons; their eyes did fail, because there was no grass.

How do the beasts groan! the herds of cattle are perplexed, because they have no pasture; yea, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.

The beasts of the field cry also unto thee: for the rivers of waters are dried up, and the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.