Awake! Why do you sleep, my Lord? Wake up! Do not cast us off forever.
Why do You hide Your face and consider me Your enemy?
He said, “I will hide My face from them, I want to see their hereafter. For they are an upside down generation, children with no faithfulness in them.
Do not forget the noise of Your foes, the uproar of those rising up against You, ascending continually.
Do not deliver Your turtledove’s soul to the wild beast. Do not forget the life of Your afflicted ones forever.
By day Adonai commands His love, and at night His song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.
For the music director, a psalm of David.
He says in his heart: “God has forgotten. He hides His face—He will never see it.”
Why, Adonai, are You standing far off? Why hide Yourself in times of trouble?
Arise, awaken to my defense, to my cause—my God and my Lord!
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Adonai, awake, as in days of old, the generations of long ago. Was it not You who cut Rahab in pieces, who pierced the dragon?