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13 When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,
    my couch will ease my complaint,’

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I am weary with my moaning;
    every night I flood my bed with tears;
    I drench my couch with my weeping.

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You keep my eyelids from closing;
    I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

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27 If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint;
    I will put off my sad countenance and be of good cheer,’
28 I become afraid of all my suffering,
    for I know you will not hold me innocent.

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so I am allotted months of emptiness,
    and nights of misery are apportioned to me.(A)
When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I rise?’
    But the night is long,
    and I am full of tossing until dawn.(B)

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