Psalms [Praises] 77:2-8

²In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn’t get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.

³I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah ·contemplation with musical interlude·.

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 inquires:

⁷“Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?

⁸Has his cheshed ·loving-kindness· vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?