Awake, my glory!
Awake, harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.

As for me, I shall behold Your face in righteousness;
I will be satisfied with Your likeness when I awake.

I lay down and slept;
I awoke, for the Lord sustains me.

Arouse Yourself, why do You sleep, O Lord?
Awake, do not reject us forever.

Stir up Yourself, and awake to my right
And to my cause, my God and my Lord.

Like a dream when one awakes,
O Lord, when aroused, You will despise their form.

You, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel,
Awake to punish all the nations;
Do not be gracious to any who are treacherous in iniquity. Selah.

Then the Lord awoke as if from sleep,
Like a warrior overcome by wine.

Awake, harp and lyre;
I will awaken the dawn!

I lie awake,
I have become like a lonely bird on a housetop.

A Song of Ascents, of Solomon.
Unless the Lord builds the house,
They labor in vain who build it;
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The watchman keeps awake in vain.

If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.
When I awake, I am still with You.