I rise before dawn and cry for help; I put my hope in your words.
In the morning, while it was still very dark, he got up and went out to a deserted place, and there he prayed.
O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I plead my case to you and watch.
But I, O Lord, cry out to you; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
My soul languishes for your salvation; I hope in your word.
Those who fear you shall see me and rejoice, because I have hoped in your word.
In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I am not afraid; what can flesh do to me?
By day the Lord commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
My soul yearns for you in the night; my spirit within me earnestly seeks you. For when your judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.
Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awake the dawn.
Awake, my soul! Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awake the dawn.
For you meet him with rich blessings; you set a crown of fine gold on his head.
let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
Do not take the word of truth utterly out of my mouth, for my hope is in your ordinances.