As a slave pants for the shade,
And as a hired worker who eagerly waits for his wages,
So I am allotted worthless months,
And (A)nights of trouble are apportioned to me.
When I (B)lie down, I say,
‘When shall I arise?’
But the night continues,
And I am continually tossing until 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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