As a dream when one awakes, So, Lord, when You awake, You shall despise their image.
He will fly away like a dream, and not be found; Yes, he will be chased away like a vision of the night.
Then the Lord awoke as from sleep, Like a mighty man who shouts because of wine.
You carry them away like a flood; They are like a sleep. In the morning they are like grass which grows up:
Surely every man walks about like a shadow; Surely they busy themselves in vain; He heaps up riches, And does not know who will gather them.
Arise, O Lord, in Your anger; Lift Yourself up because of the rage of my enemies; Rise up for me to the judgment You have commanded!