turn night into day; in the face of darkness light is near.
In the morning you will say, ‘If only it were evening!’ and at evening you will say, ‘If only it were morning!”—from the fear of your heart that you will fear and the sight of your eyes that you will see.
My days have passed, my plans are torn apart. Yet the desires of my heart
If I hope for Sheol as my home, if I make my bed in darkness,
Oy to those who call evil good and good evil, who present darkness as light and light as darkness, who present bitter as sweet, and sweet as bitter!
