3When I think of God, I moan; when I muse, my spirit is faint. Selah
4When you hold my eyes awake, and I am restless and speechless,
5I think of the days of old, call to mind distant years.
6I commune with my heart in the night, I muse with enquiring spirit.
7“Will the Lord cast us off forever, will he be gracious no more?
8Has his love vanished forever? Is his faithfulness utterly gone?
Psalms 77
Psalms 77:3-8