And the night when it is still. (There is light at the end of the tunnel and with hardship is ease, like there is Daybreak after the Night (89:1), (92:1-2), (94:6))
And by the night when it covers up, Or (O My Esteemed Beloved,) I swear by (your fragrant tresses spread like) the sprawling murky night (over your effulgent face and shoulders,) Or By (the veil of your essence that is keeping under layered covers your real nucleus of radiance like) the dark night when it envelops