Lord, you know my prayer before I even whisper it. At each and every sunrise you will continue to hear my cry until you answer.
O Lord, my healing God, I cried out for a miracle and you healed me!
At each and every sunrise you will hear my voice as I prepare my sacrifice of prayer to you. Every morning I lay out the pieces of my life on the altar and wait for your fire to fall upon my heart.
You have heard me cry out to you: “Do not close your ears to my sighs and to my cries.”
The next morning, Jesus got up long before daylight, left the house while it was dark, and made his way to a secluded place to give himself to prayer.