Lord, I cry out to you for help. In the morning I pray to you.
Turn away before I go to the place I can’t return from. It’s the land of gloom and total darkness.
It’s the land of darkest night and total darkness and disorder. There even the light is like darkness.’ ”
Lord my God, I called out to you for help. And you healed me.
Lord, in the morning you hear my voice. In the morning I pray to you. I wait for you in hope.
People who are still alive know they’ll die. But those who have died don’t know anything. They don’t receive any more rewards. And even their name is forgotten.
I prayed, “Please don’t close your ears to my cry for help.” And you heard my appeal.
It was very early in the morning and still dark. Jesus got up and left the house. He went to a place where he could be alone. There he prayed.