Psalm 63

O God, you are my God, I seek you,
my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

The victim of sunstroke dehydrates without noticing.

Death or at least unconsciousness can come suddenly.

I am thirsty. I notice I am thirsty.

I know where there is water to quench my thirst.

Will I choose to go?

Psalm 63