I will lie down and sleep peacefully, for you, Lord, make me safe and secure.

For they do not speak the truth; their stomachs are like the place of destruction, their throats like an open grave, their tongues like a steep slope leading into it.

You widen my path; my feet do not slip.

The law of their God controls their thinking; their feet do not slip.

Rouse yourself! Why do you sleep, O Lord? Wake up! Do not reject us forever!

They wander around looking for something to eat; they refuse to sleep until they are full.

He preserves our lives and does not allow our feet to slip.

But then the Lord awoke from his sleep; he was like a warrior in a drunken rage.

They will lift you up in their hands, so you will not slip and fall on a stone.

When the sun rises, they withdraw and sleep in their dens.

May he not allow your foot to slip! May your protector not sleep!

Look! Israel's protector does not sleep or slumber!

It is vain for you to rise early, come home late, and work so hard for your food. Yes, he can provide for those whom he loves even when they sleep.

I will not allow my eyes to sleep, or my eyelids to slumber,