Wake up, my glory! Wake up, psaltery and harp! I will wake up the dawn.

The floods have lifted up, Yahweh, the floods have lifted up their voice. The floods lift up their waves.

He rescues me from my enemies. Yes, you lift me up above those who rise up against me. You deliver me from the violent man.

Lift up your heads, you gates! Be lifted up, you everlasting doors, and the King of glory will come in.

Lift up your heads, you gates; yes, lift them up, you everlasting doors, and the King of glory will come in.

Wake up! Rise up to defend me, my God! My Lord, contend for me!

You opened up spring and stream. You dried up mighty rivers.

For, behold, your enemies are stirred up. Those who hate you have lifted up their heads.

Who will rise up for me against the wicked? Who will stand up for me against the evildoers?

ate up every plant in their land; and ate up the fruit of their ground.

Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn.

He raises up the poor out of the dust. Lifts up the needy from the ash heap;

It is vain for you to rise up early, to stay up late, eating the bread of toil; for he gives sleep to his loved ones.