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