Psalms 127:2
Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.
Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.
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1A Song of the Ascents, by Solomon. If Jehovah doth not build the house, In vain have its builders laboured at it, If Jehovah doth not watch a city, In vain hath a watchman waked.
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.
13Love not sleep, lest thou become poor, Open thine eyes -- be satisfied `with' bread.
9Till when, O slothful one, dost thou lie? When dost thou arise from thy sleep?
10A little sleep, a little slumber, A little clasping of the hands to rest,
33A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down.
21For there is a man whose labour `is' in wisdom, and in knowledge, and in equity, and to a man who hath not laboured therein he giveth it -- his portion! Even this `is' vanity and a great evil.
22For what hath been to a man by all his labour, and by the thought of his heart that he laboured at under the sun?
23For all his days are sorrows, and his travail sadness; even at night his heart hath not lain down; this also `is' vanity.
24There is nothing good in a man who eateth, and hath drunk, and hath shewn his soul good in his labour. This also I have seen that it `is' from the hand of God.
25For who eateth and who hasteth out more than I?
26For to a man who `is' good before Him, He hath given wisdom, and knowledge, and joy; and to a sinner He hath given travail, to gather and to heap up, to give to the good before God. Even this `is' vanity and vexation of spirit.
15Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall, And an indolent soul doth hunger.
4Give not sleep to thine eyes, And slumber to thine eyelids,
3`If I enter into the tent of my house, If I go up on the couch of my bed,
4If I give sleep to mine eyes, To mine eyelids -- slumber,
26On this I have awaked, and I behold, and my sleep hath been sweet to me.
3Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah `are' sons, A reward `is' the fruit of the womb.
15In a dream -- a vision of night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, In slumberings on a bed.
16For they sleep not if they do not evil, And their sleep hath been taken violently away, If they cause not `some' to stumble.
12And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.
2The labour of thy hands thou surely eatest, Happy `art' thou, and good `is' to thee.
24If thou liest down, thou art not afraid, Yea, thou hast lain down, And sweet hath been thy sleep.
16When I gave my heart to know wisdom and to see the business that hath been done on the earth, (for there is also a spectator in whose eyes sleep is not by day and by night),
20For 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.
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.
13In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
6`Better `is' a handful `with' quietness, than two handfuls `with' labour and vexation of spirit.'
9What advantage hath the doer in that which he is labouring at?
17There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.
23Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service -- till evening.
4Labour not to make wealth, From thine own understanding cease, Dost thou cause thine eyes to fly upon it? Then it is not.
11Wo `to' those rising early in the morning, Strong drink they pursue! Tarrying in twilight, wine inflameth them!
6Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, `in' vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
5I -- I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
18By slothfulness is the wall brought low, And by idleness of the hands doth the house drop.
7All the labour of man `is' for his mouth, and yet the soul is not filled.
7Be silent for Jehovah, and stay thyself for Him, Do not fret because of him Who is making prosperous his way, Because of a man doing wicked devices.
3He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.
4Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.
7for those sleeping, by night do sleep, and those making themselves drunk, by night are drunken,
7Turn back, O my soul, to thy rest, For Jehovah hath conferred benefits on thee.
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.
10for he who did enter into his rest, he also rested from his works, as God from His own.
3What advantage `is' to man by all his labour that he laboureth at under the sun?
27She `is' watching the ways of her household, And bread of sloth she eateth not.
13Lo, is it not from Jehovah of Hosts And peoples are fatigued for fire, And nations for vanity are weary?
6I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.
19Whoso is tilling his ground is satisfied `with' bread, And whoso is pursuing vanity, Is filled `with' poverty.
27If thou hast nothing to pay, Why doth he take thy bed from under thee?