Like one waking from a dream, so You, O Lord, awaken and despise their form.
He will fly away like a dream, never to be found; he will be chased away like a vision in the night.
Then the Lord awoke as from sleep, like a mighty warrior overcome by wine.
All the many nations going out to battle against Ariel—even all who war against her, laying siege and attacking her—will
Arise, O LORD, in Your anger; rise up against the fury of my enemies. Awake, my God, and ordain judgment.
Surely every man goes about like a phantom; surely he bustles in vain; he heaps up riches not knowing who will haul them
You sweep them away in their sleep; they are like the new grass of the morning—