Get up. Cry out as the night begins. Tell the Lord all your troubles. Lift up your hands to him. Pray that the lives of your children will be spared. At every street corner they faint because they are so hungry.

I call out and cry for help. But he won’t listen to me when I pray.

Let’s lift up our hands to God in heaven. Let’s pray to him with all our hearts.

You have covered yourself with the cloud of your anger. Our prayers can’t get through to you.

I prayed, “Please don’t close your ears to my cry for help.” And you heard my appeal.