In the middle of the night I wake up to praise you for your righteous judgments.

O God, you are my God, and I long for you. My whole being desires you; like a dry, worn-out, and waterless land, my soul is thirsty for you.

As I lie in bed, I remember you; all night long I think of you,

O God, how difficult I find your thoughts; how many of them there are!

If I counted them, they would be more than the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.

All through the night get up again and again to cry out to the Lord; Pour out your heart and beg him for mercy on your children--- Children starving to death on every street corner!

At that time Jesus went up a hill to pray and spent the whole night there praying to God.