Psalms 77:2-9

²(77:3) On the day of my distress I sought the Lord; in the night my hand was stretched out, and did not cease: my soul refused to be comforted.

³(77:4) I think of God, and moan: I reflect, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

⁴(77:5) Thou holdest my eyes awake: I am troubled and I cannot speak.

⁵(77:6) I think over the days of old, the years of ancient times.

⁶(77:7) I call to remembrance my song in the night; with my own heart I reflect: and my spirit maketh diligent search.

⁷(77:8) Will the Lord cast me off for ever? and will he never more give his favor again?

⁸(77:9) Is his kindness spent for ever? is his promise come to an end for all generations?

⁹(77:10) Hath God forgotten to be gracious? or hath he shut up in anger his mercies? Selah.