I rise before dawn and cry for help; I have put my hope in your word.
Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.
Never take your word of truth from my mouth, for I have put my hope in your laws.
May those who fear you rejoice when they see me, for I have put my hope in your word.
My soul faints with longing for your salvation, but I have put my hope in your word.
You came to greet him with rich blessings and placed a crown of pure gold on his head.
By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.
In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly.
In God, whose word I praise— in God I trust and am not afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?
Awake, my soul! Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.
But I cry to you for help, Lord; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.
My soul yearns for you in the night; in the morning my spirit longs for you. When your judgments come upon the earth, the people of the world learn righteousness.
Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.