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?
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Psalms 77
Psalms 77:3-8