Please listen to what I have to say in the morning, Lord. Every morning I put my requests to you and wait for your reply.
They made the poor call out to him, and he heard the cries of the oppressed.
I get up before dawn, and call out to you for help and put my hope in your word.
Please listen to my cry, and pay attention to what I'm asking.
I long for the Lord to come, more than watchmen longing for the dawn to come, more than watchmen longing for the dawn to come.
I will glorify you, my God and King! I will praise who you are forever and ever!
My God, every day I cry out to you, but you don't answer; at night too, but I get no rest.
Only through you can we repel our enemies; only in your name can we defeat our opponents.
I weep and groan morning, noon, and night, and he listens to me.
Please answer my prayers, Lord, for you are good and love me with your trustworthy love; because of your kindness, please help me.
But you, God, are our king from long ago. You have saved us many times in the land.
How happy are those who live in your house—they are always praising you! Selah.
But I cry out to you for help; every morning I pray to you.
I look for you in the night; deep inside me I long for you. When your laws are shown to the earth, then the people of the world learn what is right.
You heard me when I prayed, “Please don't ignore my cry for help.”
Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up and went alone to a quiet place to pray.