When I remember You on my bed, I think of You through the watches of the night.
The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day, and at night His song is with me as a prayer to the God of my life.
I rise before dawn and cry for help; in Your word I have put my hope.
Let the saints exult in glory; let them shout for joy upon their beds.
In the night, O LORD, I remember Your name, that I may keep Your law.
You have kept my eyes from closing; I am too troubled to speak.
How precious to me are Your thoughts, O God, how vast is their sum!
Arise, cry out in the night from the first watch of the night. Pour out your heart like water in the presence of the Lor
I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawles
On my bed at night I sought the one I love; I sought him, but did not find him.