Psalms 77:2-13

²In the day of my trouble, I sought the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; my soul refused to be comforted.

³I remembered God, and I moaned; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

⁴Thou holdest open mine eyelids; I am full of disquiet and cannot speak.

⁵I consider the days of old, the years of ancient times.

⁶I remember my song in the night; I muse in mine own heart, and my spirit maketh diligent search.

⁷Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?

⁸Hath his loving-kindness ceased for ever? hath his word come to an end from generation to generation?

⁹Hath God forgotten to be gracious? or hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.

¹⁰Then said I, This is my weakness: — the years of the right hand of the Most High

¹¹Will I remember, — the works of Jah; for I will remember thy wonders of old,

¹²And I will meditate upon all thy work, and muse upon thy doings.

¹³O God, thy way is in the sanctuary: who is so great a god as God?