³ so I have been allotted months of futility,
    and nights of misery have been assigned to me.^(A)

⁴ When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’^(A)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.^(B)

¹³ When I think my bed will comfort me
    and my couch will ease my complaint,^(A)

¹⁴ even then you frighten me with dreams
    and terrify^(A) me with visions,^(B)