¹³ When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints;

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

⁴ Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

²⁷ If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:

²⁸ I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.

³ So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

⁴ When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.