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I lie awake thinking of you,
    meditating on you through the night.

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On my bed I remember you;
    I think of you through the watches of the night.(A)

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But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me,
    and through each night I sing his songs,
    praying to God who gives me life.

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By day the Lord directs his love,(A)
    at night(B) his song(C) is with me—
    a prayer to the God of my life.(D)

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147 I rise early, before the sun is up;
    I cry out for help and put my hope in your words.
148 I stay awake through the night,
    thinking about your promise.

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147 I rise before dawn(A) and cry for help;
    I have put my hope in your word.
148 My eyes stay open through the watches of the night,(B)
    that I may meditate on your promises.

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Let the faithful rejoice that he honors them.
    Let them sing for joy as they lie on their beds.

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Let his faithful people rejoice(A) in this honor
    and sing for joy on their beds.(B)

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55 I reflect at night on who you are, O Lord;
    therefore, I obey your instructions.

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55 In the night, Lord, I remember(A) your name,
    that I may keep your law.(B)

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You don’t let me sleep.
    I am too distressed even to pray!
I think of the good old days,
    long since ended,
when my nights were filled with joyful songs.
    I search my soul and ponder the difference now.

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You kept my eyes from closing;
    I was too troubled to speak.(A)
I thought about the former days,(B)
    the years of long ago;
I remembered my songs in the night.
    My heart meditated and my spirit asked:

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17 How precious are your thoughts about me,[a] O God.
    They cannot be numbered!
18 I can’t even count them;
    they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
    you are still with me!

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Footnotes

  1. 139:17 Or How precious to me are your thoughts.

17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a](A) God!(B)
    How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,(C)
    they would outnumber the grains of sand(D)
    when I awake,(E) I am still with you.

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  1. Psalm 139:17 Or How amazing are your thoughts concerning me

19 Rise during the night and cry out.
    Pour out your hearts like water to the Lord.
Lift up your hands to him in prayer,
    pleading for your children,
for in every street
    they are faint with hunger.

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19 Arise, cry out in the night,
    as the watches of the night begin;
pour out your heart(A) like water
    in the presence of the Lord.(B)
Lift up your hands(C) to him
    for the lives of your children,
who faint(D) from hunger
    at every street corner.

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