Psalms 127:2
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In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for bread to eat— for He gives sleep to His beloved.
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The sleep of the worker is sweet, whether he eats little or much, but the abundance of the rich man permits him no sleep.
I will lie down and sleep in peace, for You alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
You will be secure, because there is hope, and you will look around and lie down in safety.
I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
At this I awoke and looked around. My sleep had been most pleasant to me.
I have seen all the things that are done under the sun, and have found them all to be futile, a pursuit of the wind.
I will make with them a covenant of peace and rid the land of wild animals, so that they may dwell securely in the wilderness and sleep in the forest.
All a man’s labor is for his mouth, yet his appetite is never satisfied.
There is a man all alone, without even a son or brother. And though there is no end to his labor, his eyes are still not content with his wealth: “For whom do I toil and bereave my soul of enjoyment?” This too is futile—a miserable task.
Respond and save us with Your right hand, that Your beloved may be delivered.