⁶ My soul is watching for the Lord more than those who are watching for the morning; yes, more than the watchers for the morning.

⁶ When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.

¹⁴⁷ Before the sun is up, my cry for help comes to your ear; my hope is in your words.

¹ <A Song of the going up.> Give praise to the Lord, all you servants of the Lord, who take your places in the house of the Lord by night.

⁸ And the watchman gave a loud cry, O my lord, I am on the watchtower all day, and am placed in my watch every night:

²⁹ Then, fearing that by chance we might come on to the rocks, they let down four hooks from the back of the ship, and made prayers for the coming of day.