In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly.
They caused the cry of the poor to come before him, so that he heard the cry of the needy.
I rise before dawn and cry for help; I have put my hope in your word.
Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.
I wait for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.
I will exalt you, my God the King; I will praise your name for ever and ever.
My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, by night, but I find no rest.
Through you we push back our enemies; through your name we trample our foes.
Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress, and he hears my voice.
Answer me, Lord, out of the goodness of your love; in your great mercy turn to me.
But God is my King from long ago; he brings salvation on the earth.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house; they are ever praising you.
But I cry to you for help, Lord; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
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.
You heard my plea: “Do not close your ears to my cry for relief.”
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.