¹² They change the night into day, Saying 'The light is near' in the presence of darkness.

⁶⁷ In the morning you shall say, Would it were even! and at even you shall say, Would it were morning! for the fear of your heart which you shall fear, and for the sight of your eyes which you shall see.

³ So am I made to possess months of misery, Wearisome nights are appointed to me.

⁴ When I lie down, I say, 'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?' I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.

¹³ When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;'

¹⁴ Then you scar me with dreams, And terrify me through visions:

¹⁴ The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.

¹⁵ The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, Saying, 'No eye shall see me.' He disguises his face.

¹⁶ In the dark they dig through houses. They shut themselves up in the daytime. They don't know the light.