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Psalm 77:4 - Y'all Version Bible

4 You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can’t 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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Psalm 77:4
5 Tagairtí Cros  

On that night, the king couldn’t sleep. He commanded the book of records of the chronicles to be brought, and they were read to the king.


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 now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore my words have been rash.


I am weary from my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. and drench my couch with tears.


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