You hold my eyelids open;
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I have considered the days of old,
The years of ancient times.
I call to remembrance my song in the night;
I meditate within my heart,
And my spirit [a]makes diligent search.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 77:6 ponders diligently

You kept my eyes from closing;
    I was too troubled to speak.(A)
I thought about the former days,(B)
    the years of long ago;
I remembered my songs in the night.
    My heart meditated and my spirit asked:

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