Psalm 77:4

New King James Version

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

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I am weary with my groaning; All night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.

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

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

That night the king could not sleep. So one was commanded to bring the book of the records of the chronicles; and they were read before the king.