For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words are stuck in my throat.
“Today also my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy because of my groaning.
let me be weighed in an even balance that God may know my integrity.
You have multiplied, O Lord my God, Your wondrous deeds and Your thoughts toward us; none can compare with You. if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
A stone is heavy and sand is weighty, but the wrath of a fool is heavier than both.
“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavily burdened, and I will give you rest.