² Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.

¹⁹ Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out thine heart like water before the face of the Lord: lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger in the top of every street.

⁸ I will therefore that men pray every where, lifting up holy hands, without wrath and doubting.