My husband and I used to wake my son every morning singing a chorus from this verse in Lamentations. We wanted him to awake fresh to the steadfast love of our Lord. Even now, although he's a young man living in a man cave of a bedroom, I believe he would spring awake if we stuck our heads into his room and sang. Of course, that would be violating his request that we always knock first. Then there's the fact that he mostly rises before we do.
When we were facing foreclosure, I told my son that God would provide a home for us. He agreed, saying, "Even if it's under a bridge, we'd have a home." Sometimes my son's faith humbles me. God has been faithful, indeed.