If I lay down then I said, 'When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.

And above the noon doth age rise, Thou fliest -- as the morning thou art.

He is not rich, nor doth his wealth rise, Nor doth he stretch out on earth their continuance.

And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.

That -- I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise.

At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief.