TSK · Job 7:4

When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me. My couch shall ease my complaint;'

In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.

My soul longs for the Lord more than watchmen long for the morning; more than watchmen for the morning.