My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids are the shades of death;

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

The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.

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

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

Give not sleep to thy eyes, nor slumber to thy eyelids.

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

There is a generation, O how lofty are their eyes! and 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 gush out with waters.