For those who sleep, sleep at night and those who get drunk are drunk at night.
Then they will say, ‘Under these conditions I can enjoy sweet sleep when I wake up and look around.’”
Look! Israel’s protector
I will not allow my eyes to sleep, or my eyelids to slumber,
In the troubling thoughts
Laziness brings on
A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to relax,
The sleep of the laborer is pleasant – whether he eats little or much – but the wealth of the rich will not allow him to sleep.
How long, you sluggard, will you lie there? When will you rise from your sleep?
“A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to relax,
Permit no sleep to your eyes
In a dream, a night vision, when deep sleep falls on people as they sleep in their beds.
For they cannot sleep unless they cause harm;
But then the Lord awoke from his sleep;
When their appetites are all stirred up,
I will lie down and sleep peacefully,
Rouse yourself! Why do you sleep, O Lord? Wake up!
The angelic messenger