“ Arise, cry out in the night, At the beginning of the watches; Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord. Lift your hands toward Him For the life of your young children, Who faint from hunger at the head of every street.”
How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them!If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You.