³ So I have been made to inherit months of futility,
and troubled nights have been assigned to me.^(A)

⁴ When I lie down I think:
When will I get up?
But the evening drags on endlessly,
and I toss and turn until dawn.

¹³ When I say: My bed will comfort me,
and my couch will ease my complaint,

¹⁴ then You frighten me with dreams,
and terrify me with visions,^(A)