Psalm 77:4

English Standard Version 2016

You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

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I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.

And they sat with him on the ground seven days and seven nights, and no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his suffering was very great.

For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash.

On that night the king could not sleep. And he gave orders to bring the book of memorable deeds, the chronicles, and they were read before the king.