Isaiah 28:20
For shorter hath been the bed Than to stretch one's self out in, And the covering hath been narrower Than to wrap one's self up in.
For shorter hath been the bed Than to stretch one's self out in, And the covering hath been narrower Than to wrap one's self up in.
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19From the fulness of its passing over it taketh you, For morning by morning it passeth over, By day and by night, And it hath been only a trembling to consider the report.
13When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.
21For as `at' mount Perazim rise doth Jehovah, As `at' the valley in Gibeon He is troubled, To do His work -- strange `is' His work, And to do His deed -- strange `is' His deed.'
7The naked they cause to lodge Without clothing. And there is no covering in the cold.
33A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down.
34And thy poverty hath come `as' a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!
27If thou hast nothing to pay, Why doth he take thy bed from under thee?
15In a dream -- a vision of night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, In slumberings on a bed.
2Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.
9Longer than earth `is' its measure, And broader than the sea.
3`If I enter into the tent of my house, If I go up on the couch of my bed,
16`With' ornamental coverings I decked my couch, Carved works -- cotton of Egypt.
17I sprinkled my bed -- myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
4If I lay down then I said, `When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.
10A little sleep, a little slumber, A little clasping of the hands to rest,
11And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man.
34And thou hast been as one lying down in the heart of the sea, And as one lying down on the top of a mast.
18He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made.
13In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
10Therefore round about thee `are' snares, And trouble thee doth fear suddenly.
11Or darkness -- thou dost not see, And abundance of waters doth cover thee.
19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.
6I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.
12And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.
28And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps.
1Wo `to' those devising iniquity, And working evil on their beds, In the light of the morning they do it, For their hand is -- to God.
2Enlarge the place of thy tent, And the curtains of thy tabernacles they stretch out, Restrain not -- lengthen thy cords, And thy pins make strong.
17Lo, Jehovah is casting thee up and down, A casting up and down, O mighty one,
12Night for day they appoint, Light `is' near because of darkness.
1And king David `is' old, entering into days, and they cover him with garments, and he hath no heat,
30`A woman thou dost betroth, and another man doth lie with her; a house thou dost build, and dost not dwell in it; a vineyard thou dost plant, and dost not make it common;
40I have been `thus': in the day consumed me hath drought, and frost by night, and wander doth my sleep from mine eyes.
3Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness.
12My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together, as a weaver, my life, By weakness it cutteth me off, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
12Sweet `is' the sleep of the labourer whether he eat little or much; and the sufficiency of the wealthy is not suffering him to sleep.
27for it alone is his covering, it `is' his garment for his skin; wherein doth he lie down? and it hath come to pass, when he doth cry unto Me, that I have heard, for I `am' gracious.
17At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.
20Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.
24If thou liest down, thou art not afraid, Yea, thou hast lain down, And sweet hath been thy sleep.
20That thou dost take it unto its boundary, And that thou dost understand The paths of its house.
8And behind the door, and the post, Thou hast set up thy memorial, For from Me thou hast removed, and goest up, Thou hast enlarged thy couch, And dost covenant for thyself among them, Thou hast loved their couch, the station thou sawest,
9Better to sit on a corner of the roof, Than `with' a woman of contentions and a house of company.
6For thou takest a pledge of thy brother for nought, And the garments of the naked Thou dost strip off.
20Desire not the night, For the going up of peoples in their stead.
20My tent hath been spoiled, And all my cords have been broken, My sons have gone out from me, and they are not, There is none stretching out any more my tent, And raising up my curtains.
11Also, if two lie down, then they have heat, but how hath one heat?
8If I ascend the heavens -- there Thou `art', And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!
4Iniquity he deviseth on his bed, He stationeth himself on a way not good, Evil he doth not refuse.'
7Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel.