As it was, I was attacked by drought during the day and by cold at night. I never got any decent rest.
The night racks my bones; and the pain that gnaws on me will not rest.
You kept my eyes open; I was troubled and couldn't speak.
Indeed, all of his days are filled with sorrow, and his struggles bring grief. In fact, his mind remains restless throughout the night. This is pointless, too!
That night the king could not sleep, so he gave instructions to bring the book of records, the chronicles, and they were read to the king.
Their land swarmed with frogs even to the chambers of their kings.
During the second year of Nebuchadnezzar's reign, Nebuchadnezzar had dreams that troubled him. As a result, he couldn't sleep.
I look forward to the night watches, when I may meditate on what you have said.
Then the king retired to his palace to spend the night fasting. He enjoyed no entertainment, and he couldn't sleep.
I'm like a servant who longs for the shade, like a hired laborer who is looking for his wages. Truly I've been allotted months of emptiness; nights of trouble have been appointed for me.