⁶⁷ 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.

³⁴ So that thou shalt be mad for the sight of thine eyes which thou shalt see.

⁶ And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them.

³ So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

⁴ When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.