Psalms 77:4-8

⁴You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.

⁵My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone.

⁶The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.

⁷Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer?

⁸Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing?