Stress
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I’m awake all night-not a wink of sleep;
I can’t even say what’s bothering me.
I go over the days one by one,
I ponder the years gone by.
Psalm 77:4-5 (The Message)
You keep my eyes from closing.
I am too upset to say anything.
I keep thinking about the old days,
the years of long ago.
Psalm 77:4-5 (New Century Version)
You don’t let me sleep.
I am too distressed even to pray!
I think of the good old days,
long since ended.
Psalm 77:4-5 (New Living Translation)
