I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.
(Salmos 77:1)In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
(Salmos 77:2)I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
(Salmos 77:3)Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
(Salmos 77:5)I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
(Salmos 77:6)Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?
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On that night could not the king sleep, and he commanded to bring the book of records of the chronicles; and they were read before the king.
(Ester 6:1)When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints;
(Job 7:13)So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spake a word unto him: for they saw that his grief was very great.
(Job 2:13)For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
(Job 6:3)I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
(Salmos 6:6)