Jehovah, at morning Thou hearest my voice, At morning I set in array for Thee, And I look out.
To cause to come in unto Him The cry of the poor, And the cry of the afflicted He heareth.
I have gone forward in the dawn, and I cry, For Thy word I have hoped.
Lord, hearken to my voice, Thine ears are attentive to the voice of my supplications.
My soul is for the Lord, More than those watching for morning, Watching for morning!
Praise by David. I exalt Thee, my God, O king, And bless Thy name to the age and for ever.
My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
By Thee our adversaries we do push, By Thy name tread down our withstanders,
Evening, and morning, and noon, I meditate, and make a noise, and He heareth my voice,
Answer me, O Jehovah, for good is Thy kindness, According to the abundance Of Thy mercies turn Thou unto me,
And God is my king of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.
O the happiness of those inhabiting Thy house, Yet do they praise Thee. Selah.
And I, unto Thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, And in the morning doth my prayer come before Thee.
With my soul I desired Thee in the night, Also, with my spirit within me I seek Thee earnestly, For when Thy judgments are on the earth, The inhabitants of the world have learned righteousness.
My voice Thou hast heard, Hide not Thine ear at my breathing--at my cry.
And very early, it being yet night, having risen, he went forth, and went away to a desert place, and was there praying;