Surely, at once, had I lain down, and been quiet, I had fallen asleep, then, had I been at rest:

There, the lawless, cease from raging, and there the toil-worn are at rest:

And shalt rest, with none to put thee in terror, - and many shall entreat thy favour.

Look sway from him, that he may rest, Till he shall pay off, as a hireling, his day.

Verily there are mockers, with me! And, on their insults, mine eye doth rest.

My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest;

Night, boreth, my bones, all over me, - and, my sinews, find no rest;