3I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
4You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can’t speak.
5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
6I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently enquires:
7“Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favourable no more?
Psalms 77
Psalms 77:3-7