Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look on the eyelids of the dawn.

My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade.

At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes are as the eyelids of the dawn.

Jehovah is in his holy temple: Jehovah -- in the heavens is His throne. His eyes see -- His eyelids try the sons of men.

If I give sleep to mine eyes, To mine eyelids -- slumber,

Thine eyes do look straightforward, And thine eyelids look straight before thee.

Give not sleep to thine eyes, And slumber to thine eyelids,

Desire not her beauty in thy heart, And let her not take thee with her eyelids.

A generation -- how high are their eyes, Yea, their eyelids are lifted up.

And they hasten, and lift up for us a wailing. And run down our eyes do tears, And from our eyelids do waters flow.