Psalm 77:4

New Century Version

You keep my eyes from closing. I am too upset to say anything.

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I am tired of crying to you. Every night my bed is wet with tears; my bed is soaked from my crying.

Then they sat on the ground with Job seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him because they saw how much he was suffering.

My sadness would be heavier than the sand of the seas. No wonder my words seem careless.

That same night the king could not sleep. So he gave an order for the daily court record to be brought in and read to him.