My sore ran in the night, &c.— My hand was spread, or stretched out in the night, and remitted not. Houbigant. Green renders it, In the night mine eye trickled down without ceasing.
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Psalms 77:2
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sorea ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.