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?
8Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?
9Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?” Selah.
10Then I thought, “I will appeal to this: the years of the right hand of the Most High.”
11I will remember the LORD’s deeds; for I will remember your wonders of old.
Psalms 77
Psalms 77:4-11