At daybreak, Lord, You hear my voice; at daybreak I plead my case to You and watch expectantly.
but caused the poor to cry out to Him, and He heard the outcry of the afflicted.
I rise before dawn and cry out for help; I put my hope in Your word.
Lord, listen to my voice; let Your ears be attentive to my cry for help.
I wait for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning — more than watchmen for the morning.
I exalt You, my God the King, and praise Your name forever and ever.
My God, I cry by day, but You do not answer, by night, yet I have no rest.
Through You we drive back our foes; through Your name we trample our enemies.
I complain and groan morning, noon, and night, and He hears my voice.
Answer me, Lord, for Your faithful love is good; in keeping with Your great compassion, turn to me.
God my King is from ancient times, performing saving acts on the earth.
How happy are those who reside in Your house, who praise You continually. Selah
But I call to You for help, Lord; in the morning my prayer meets You.
I long for You in the night; yes, my spirit within me diligently seeks You, for when Your judgments are in the land, the inhabitants of the world will learn righteousness.
You hear my plea: Do not ignore my cry for relief.
Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, He got up, went out, and made His way to a deserted place. And He was praying there.