Psalm 77:4

New Living Translation

You don’t let me sleep. I am too distressed even to pray!

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That night the king had trouble sleeping, so he ordered an attendant to bring the book of the history of his reign so it could be read to him.

Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and nights. No one said a word to Job, for they saw that his suffering was too great for words.

they would outweigh all the sands of the sea. That is why I spoke impulsively.

I am worn out from sobbing. All night I flood my bed with weeping, drenching it with my tears.