In the morning thou shalt say, Would God it were even! and at even thou shalt say, Would God it were morning! for the fear of thine heart wherewith thou shalt fear, and for the sight of thine eyes which thou shalt see.

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

Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears. {all...: or, every night}

My soul {waiteth} for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: {I say, more than} they that watch for the morning. {I say...: or, which watch unto}

My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.

They change the night into day: the light {is} short because of darkness. {short: Heb. near}

O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, {and} not comforted, behold, I will lay thy stones with fair colours, and lay thy foundations with sapphires.

I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.

My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.

He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong {pain}: