Psalm 77:4

Hebrew Names version (HNV)

You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.

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On that night, the king couldn't sleep. He commanded the book of records of the chronicles to be brought, and they were read to the king.

So they sat down with him on the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spoke a word to him, for they saw that his grief was very great.

For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore have my words been rash.

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.