Psalms 73:20
As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest.
As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest.
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18Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations.
19How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors.
7As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: `Where `is' he?'
8As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night,
9The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him.
23Stir up -- why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not off for ever.
15In a dream -- a vision of night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, In slumberings on a bed.
15I -- in righteousness, I see Thy face; I am satisfied, in awaking, `with' Thy form!
13In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
4For a thousand years in Thine eyes `are' as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.
5Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth.
6In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.
14And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,
20From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish.
12And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.
21For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves,
14Dead -- they live not, Rephaim, they rise not, Therefore Thou hast inspected and dost destroy them, Yea, thou destroyest all their memory.
65And the Lord waketh as a sleeper, As a mighty one crying aloud from wine.
26On this I have awaked, and I behold, and my sleep hath been sweet to me.
10For while princes `are' perplexed, And with their drink are drunken, They have been consumed as stubble fully dried.
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.
35`They smote me, I have not been sick, They beat me, I have not known. When I awake -- I seek it yet again!'
8And it hath been, as when the hungry dreameth, And lo, he is eating, And he hath waked, and empty `is' his soul, And as when the thirsty dreameth, And lo, he is drinking, and he hath waked, And lo, he is weary, and his soul is longing, So is the multitude of all the nations Who are warring against mount Zion.
14At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This `is' the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
5There they feared a fear -- there was no fear, For God hath scattered the bones of him Who is encamping against thee, Thou hast put to shame, For God hath despised them.
5Spoiled themselves have the mighty of heart, They have slept their sleep, And none of the men of might found their hands.
20They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.
21Surely now ye have become the same! Ye see a downfall, and are afraid.
15Vanity `are' they, work of erring ones, In the time of their inspection they perish.
18Vanity `are' they -- work of errors, In the time of their inspection they perish.
13Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
20`In' a moment they die, and at midnight Shake do people, and they pass away, And they remove the mighty without hand.
17When together, morning `is' to them death shade, When he discerneth the terrors of death shade.
16Burnt with fire -- cut down, From the rebuke of Thy face they perish.
7Do not thy usurers instantly rise up, And those shaking thee awake up, And thou hast been for a spoil to them?
17They are ashamed and troubled for ever, Yea, they are confounded and lost.
3Therefore they are as a cloud of the morning, And as dew, rising early, going away, As chaff tossed about out of a floor, And as smoke out of a window.
11And Jehovah `is' with me, as a terrible mighty one, Therefore my persecutors stumble and prevail not, They have been exceedingly ashamed, For they have not acted wisely, Confusion age-during is not forgotten.
61Thou hast heard their reproach, O Jehovah, All their thoughts against me,
13I have set `Him' till morning as a lion, So doth He break all my bones, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
16To make their land become a desolation, A hissing age-during, Every passer by it is astonished, And bemoaneth with his head.
21and they come in unto their midst, and it hath not been known that they have come in unto their midst, and their appearance `is' bad as at the commencement; and I awake.
29For `men' are ashamed because of the oaks That ye have desired, And ye are confounded because of the gardens That ye have chosen.
13O my God, make them as a rolling thing, As stubble before wind.
3Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone?
19And -- thou hast been cast out of thy grave, As an abominable branch, raiment of the slain, Thrust through ones of the sword, Going down unto the sons of the pit, As a carcase trodden down.
1A Song of the Ascents. In Jehovah's turning back `to' the captivity of Zion, We have been as dreamers.
27When your fear cometh as destruction, And your calamity as a hurricane doth come, When on you come adversity and distress.
3Also -- on this Thou hast opened Thine eyes, And dost bring me into judgment with Thee.
4Man to vanity hath been like, His days `are' as a shadow passing by.