The valiant(A) lie plundered,
    they sleep their last sleep;(B)
not one of the warriors
    can lift his hands.

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The stouthearted are spoiled, they have slept their sleep: and none of the men of might have found their hands.

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Yet you sweep people away(A) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:

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Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

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39 But while they are aroused,
    I will set out a feast for them
    and make them drunk,(A)
so that they shout with laughter—
    then sleep forever(B) and not awake,”
declares the Lord.(C)

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39 In their heat I will make their feasts, and I will make them drunken, that they may rejoice, and sleep a perpetual sleep, and not wake, saith the Lord.

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