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Psalm 77:4 - English Standard Version 2016

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

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

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

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 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

4 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  

On that night the king could not sleep. And he gave orders to bring the book of memorable deeds, the chronicles, and they were read before the king.


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


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


I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.


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