You bring their lives to an end and they “fall asleep.”
Permit no sleep to your eyes
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,
“A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to relax,
Then they will say, ‘Under these conditions I can enjoy sweet sleep when I wake up and look around.’”
Then Jacob woke up
I was consumed by scorching heat
so man lies down and does not rise; until the heavens are no more,
For they cannot sleep unless they cause harm;
Do not love sleep,
In the second year of his
The angelic messenger
So she made him go to sleep, wove the seven braids of his hair into the fabric on the loom, fastened it with the pin, and said to him, “The Philistines are here,
She said, “The Philistines are here,
Throughout that night the king was unable to sleep,
It is vain for you to rise early, come home late, and work so hard for your food.
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.