Like a dream when one awakes, thus when You arise, my Lord, You will despise their form.
Like a dream, he flies away and they cannot find him; like a vision of the night, he is chased away.
Behold, You made my days mere hand-breadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Surely all humanity is but vapor. Selah
then let the enemy chase me, overtake me, and trample me into the ground, leaving my honor in the dirt! Selah
Then the Lord awoke as from sleep, as a warrior shaking off wine.
You sweep them away in their sleep. In the morning they are like sprouting grass—