“Awake, awake, Deborah! Awake, awake, sing a song! Arise, Barak, and lead your captives away, O son of Abinoam!
And so it was, at noon, that Elijah mocked them and said, “Cry aloud, for he is a god; either he is meditating, or he is busy, or he is on a journey, or perhaps he is sleeping and must be awakened.”
Now Gehazi went on ahead of them, and laid the staff on the face of the child; but there was neither voice nor hearing. Therefore he went back to meet him, and told him, saying, “The child has not awakened.”
If you were pure and upright, Surely now He would awake for you, And prosper your rightful dwelling place.
So man lies down and does not rise. Till the heavens are no more, They will not awake Nor be roused from their sleep.
As for me, I will see Your face in righteousness; I shall be satisfied when I awake in Your likeness.
Stir up Yourself, and awake to my vindication, To my cause, my God and my Lord.
Awake! Why do You sleep, O Lord? Arise! Do not cast us off forever.
Awake, my glory! Awake, lute and harp! I will awaken the dawn.
They run and prepare themselves through no fault of mine. Awake to help me, and behold!
You therefore, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel, Awake to punish all the nations; Do not be merciful to any wicked transgressors.
As a dream when one awakes, So,Lord, when You awake, You shall despise their image.
I lie awake, And am like a sparrow alone on the housetop.
Awake, lute and harp! I will awaken the dawn.
My eyes are awake through the night watches, That I may meditate on Your word.
Unless the Lord builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the Lord guards the city, The watchman stays awake in vain.
If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with you.
When you roam, they will lead you; When you sleep, they will keep you; And when you awake, they will speak with you.
“They have struck me, but I was not hurt; They have beaten me, but I did not feel it. When shall I awake, that I may seek another drink?
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases.
Song of Solomon 4:16
Awake, O north wind, And come, O south! Blow upon my garden, That its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come to his garden And eat its pleasant fruits.
I sleep, but my heart is awake; It is the voice of my beloved! He knocks, saying, “Open for me, my sister, my love, My dove, my perfect one; For my head is covered with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.”
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases.
[ Love Renewed in Lebanon ] [ A Relative ] Who is this coming up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awakened you under the apple tree. There your mother brought you forth; There she whobore you brought you forth.
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