⁴ If I lay down then I said, `When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.

⁶⁷ in the morning thou sayest, O that it were evening! and in the evening thou sayest, O that it were morning! from the fear of thy heart, with which thou art afraid, and from the sight of thine eyes which thou seest.

¹³ When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.

¹⁴ And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,

¹² Night for day they appoint, Light `is' near because of darkness.

¹⁷ At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

⁶ I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.

⁴ Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.

²³ As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.

⁶ My soul `is' for the Lord, More than those watching for morning, Watching for morning!

¹¹ O afflicted, storm-tossed, not comforted, Lo, I am laying with cement thy stones, And have founded thee with sapphires,