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As an eved earnestly longeth for tzel (shade), and as a sachir waiteth for the wage of his work,

So am I made to possess months of shav (vanity, futility), and lailot amal (nights of weariness) are appointed to me.

When I lie down, I say, Mosai (how long) till I arise? But the erev drags on, and I am full of tossings to and fro unto dawn.

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Like a slave longing for the evening shadows,(A)
    or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,(B)
so I have been allotted months of futility,
    and nights of misery have been assigned to me.(C)
When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(D)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(E)

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