Psalm 119: 147

I rose while stars still sparked the sky

With fire that won’t ignite

And there, beneath the ice white, moon

I railed against the night.

I called to you to lift me up.

To aid me in my plight,

And with the dawn I felt your hand,

I saw your burning light

Set fire to all the fears I held;

I knew I’d be alright!

Psalm 119:147
I rise before dawn and cry for help; I have put my hope in your word