He spread out a cloud for a cover, and provided a fire to light up the night.

You need not fear the terrors of the night, the arrow that flies by day,

In the middle of the night I arise to thank you for your just regulations.

I am exhausted as I groan; all night long I drench my bed in tears; my tears saturate the cushion beneath me.

You have scrutinized my inner motives; you have examined me during the night. You have carefully evaluated me, but you find no sin. I am determined I will say nothing sinful.

You established the cycle of day and night; you put the moon and sun in place.

You make it dark and night comes, during which all the beasts of the forest prowl around.

In my time of trouble I sought the Lord. I kept my hand raised in prayer throughout the night. I refused to be comforted.