Enos 1:4

And my soul hungered; and I kneeled down before my Maker, and I cried unto him in mighty prayer and supplication, for mine own soul; and all the day long did I cry unto him; yea, and when the night came, I did still raise my voice high, that it reached the heavens.

My soul was hungry for God. I knelt down before my Creator. I cried to him in powerful prayer for my own soul. All day long I cried to him. When night came, I still raised my voice high so it reached heaven.

My soul ached with hunger. I dropped to my knees and cried out to my Maker—begging for my own soul. I prayed all day long. When night came, I kept going, my voice reaching toward heaven.