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Psalm 77:4 - Tree of Life Version

I remember God and I moan. I muse, and my spirit grows faint. Selah

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

You hold my eyes from closing; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

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American Standard Version (1901)

Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

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Common English Bible

You’ve kept my eyelids from closing. I’m so upset I can’t even speak.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

These things have not been hidden from their sons in any generation: declaring the praises of the Lord, and his virtues, and the wonders that he has done.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

They have not been hidden from their children, in another generation. Declaring the praises of the Lord, and his powers, and his wonders which he hath done.

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Psalm 77:4
5 Tagairtí Cros  

That night sleep deserted the king, so he ordered the book of the chronicles, the record of his reign, be brought in and read before the king.


Then they sat with him on the ground for seven days and seven nights. No one spoke a word to him because they saw that his pain was very great.


For it outweighs the sands of the sea; that is why my words have been rash.


For there is no memory of You in death, in Sheol who will praise You?