Attend to the sound of my cry, my king and my God! For to you I will pray, Lord;
I rise before dawn and cry out; I put my hope in your words.
Are your marvels declared in the darkness, your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
Rising very early before dawn, he left and went off to a deserted place, where he prayed.
My soul looks for the Lord more than sentinels for daybreak. More than sentinels for daybreak,
But I will call upon God, and the Lord will save me.
My soul yearns for you at night, yes, my spirit within me seeks you at dawn; When your judgment comes upon the earth, the world’s inhabitants learn justice.
Do not let the flood waters overwhelm me, nor the deep swallow me, nor the pit close its mouth over me.
My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why so far from my call for help, from my cries of anguish?
And made the cry of the poor reach him, so that he heard the cry of the afflicted.
You are my king and my God, who bestows victories on Jacob.
Yet you, God, are my king from of old, winning victories throughout the earth.
As the sparrow finds a home and the swallow a nest to settle her young, My home is by your altars, Lord of hosts, my king and my God!
Lord, hear my cry! May your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.
Praise. Of David. I will extol you, my God and king; I will bless your name forever and ever.
You heard me call, “Do not let your ear be deaf to my cry for help.”