On this I have awaked, and I behold, and my sleep hath been sweet to me.
And Jacob awaketh out of his sleep, and saith, `Surely Jehovah is in this place, and I knew not;'
Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.
I -- in righteousness, I see Thy face; I am satisfied, in awaking, `with' Thy form!
If thou liest down, thou art not afraid, Yea, thou hast lain down, And sweet hath been thy sleep.