Psalms 77:4
You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
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2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn't get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
4 I will not give sleep to my eyes, or slumber to my eyelids;
3 Behold, and answer me, Yahweh, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death;
4 Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed against him;" Lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.
5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
9 Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
148 My eyes stay open through the night watches, that I might meditate on your word.
82 My eyes fail for your word. I say, "When will you comfort me?"
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
6 I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.
7 My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
19 How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
4 When I lie down, I say, 'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?' I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.
2 My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; in the night season, and am not silent.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
2 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
26 I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes."
3 When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
4 For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.
13 In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men,
49 My eye pours down, and doesn't cease, without any intermission,
12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
15 Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.
16 For God has made my heart faint. The Almighty has terrified me.
16 My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
16 It stood still, but I couldn't discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes. Silence, then I heard a voice, saying,
9 My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.
7 You, Yahweh, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
5 I laid myself down and slept. I awakened; for Yahweh sustains me.
1 To you I do lift up my eyes, you who sit in the heavens.
3 My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?
2 I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my path. In the way in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.
22 As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
8 For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.
14 I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security."
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!
10 My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
6 when I remember you on my bed, and think about you in the night watches.
40 This was my situation: in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep fled from my eyes.
22 You have seen it, Yahweh. Don't keep silent. Lord, don't be far from me.
8 You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?
4 he says, who hears the words of God, who sees the vision of the Almighty, falling down, and having his eyes open:
27 My heart is troubled, and doesn't rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn't I be impatient?
14 then you scare me with dreams, and terrify me through visions:
4 Give no sleep to your eyes, nor slumber to your eyelids.
4 My heart flutters. Horror has frightened me. The twilight that I desired has been turned into trembling for me.