My soul waits for my Lord, more than watchmen for the morning, watchmen for the morning.
I am up before dawn, crying for help— I put my hope in Your word.
A Song of Ascents. Behold, bless Adonai, all servants of Adonai, who stand by night in the House of Adonai.
And now, my Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in You.
My soul is satisfied as with fat and oil, so my mouth praises You with joyful lips.
Then he cried out like a lion: “Upon the watch tower, Adonai, I stand continually in the daytime, and stay at my post every night.
Fearing that we might run aground on the rocks, they threw out four anchors from the stern. They were longing for day to come.