I rise before dawn and cry for help;
I wait for Your words.
In the morning, O Lord, You will hear my voice;
In the morning I will order my prayer to You and eagerly watch.
For You meet him with the blessings of good things;
You set a crown of fine gold on his head.
The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime;
And His song will be with me in the night,
A prayer to the God of my life.
In God, whose word I praise,
In God I have put my trust;
I shall not be afraid.
What can mere man do to me?
Awake, my glory!
Awake, harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.
But I, O Lord, have cried out to You for help,
And in the morning my prayer comes before You.
Awake, harp and lyre;
I will awaken the dawn!
May those who fear You see me and be glad,
Because I wait for Your word.
My soul languishes for Your salvation;
I wait for Your word.
I wait for the Lord, my soul does wait,
And in His word do I hope.
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.
In the early morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house, and went away to a secluded place, and was praying there.
In the same way God, desiring even more to show to the heirs of the promise the unchangeableness of His purpose, interposed with an oath,