I wake up early in the morning and cry out. I hope in your word.
Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn.
Never keep me from speaking your truth, because I depend on your fair laws.
Let those who respect you rejoice when they see me, because I put my hope in your word.
I am weak from waiting for you to save me, but I hope in your word.
You put good things before him and placed a gold crown on his head.
The Lord shows his true love every day. At night I have a song, and I pray to my living God.
Lord, every morning you hear my voice. Every morning, I tell you what I need, and I wait for your answer.
I praise God for his word. I trust God, so I am not afraid. What can human beings do to me?
Wake up, my soul. Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn.
But, Lord, I have called out to you for help; every morning I pray to you.
Receive my prayer, and listen to my cry.
My soul wants to be with you at night, and my spirit wants to be with you at the dawn of every day. When your way of justice comes to the land, people of the world will learn the right way of living.
Early the next morning, while it was still dark, Jesus woke and left the house. He went to a lonely place, where he prayed.