2 So I remained utterly silent,

not even saying anything good.

But my anguish increased;

2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good;

And my sorrow was stirred.

2 But as I stood there in silence—

not even speaking of good things—

the turmoil within me grew worse.

2 I was mute with silence,

I held my peace even from good;

And my sorrow was stirred up.

2 So I kept very quiet.

I didn’t even say anything good,

but I became even more upset.

2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good;

And my sorrow was stirred.

2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

2 I remained totally speechless. 

I kept silent, although it did me no good. 

While I was deep in thought, my pain grew worse. 

2 I was speechless and quiet;

I kept silent, even from speaking good,

and my pain intensified.

2 I was silent and still;

I held my peace to no avail;

my distress grew worse,

2 I was mute with silence. I was silent even from saying good things,

and my pain was stirred up.

2 I was silent and kept quiet.

I didn’t even say anything good.

But the pain inside me grew worse.

2 I was mute and silent,

I refrained even from good,

And my sorrow grew worse.