Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it wait for light, and have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the dawn:

My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

Jehovah is in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah, his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.

Thou holdest open mine eyelids; I am full of disquiet and cannot speak.

I will not give sleep to mine eyes, slumber to mine eyelids,

Let thine eyes look right on, and let thine eyelids look straight before thee.

Give not sleep to thine eyes, nor slumber to thine eyelids:

Lust not after her beauty in thy heart, neither let her take thee with her eyelids;

there is a generation, how lofty are their eyes, how their eyelids are lifted up!

and let them make haste, and take up a wailing for us, that our eyes may run down with tears, and our eyelids pour forth waters.