Psalm 77:1–12

^aI cried unto God with my voice,

Even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.

^2bIn the day of my trouble I sought the Lord:

My sore ran ^cin the night, and ceased not:

My soul ^drefused to be comforted.

³I remembered God, and was ^etroubled:

I complained, and ^fmy spirit was ^goverwhelmed. Selah.

⁴Thou holdest mine eyes waking:

I am so ^htroubled that I cannot speak.

⁵I have ⁱconsidered ⁱⁱthe days of old,

^jThe years of ancient times.

⁶I call to remembrance my ^ksong ^lin the night:

I commune with mine own heart:

And my spirit made diligent search.

⁷Will the Lord ^mcast off for ever?

And will he ⁿbe favourable no more?

⁸Is his mercy clean gone for ever?

Doth ^ohis promise fail for evermore?

^9pHath God forgotten to be gracious?

^qHath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.

¹⁰And I said, This is ^rmy infirmity:

But I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.

¹¹I will remember the works of ^sthe Lord:

Surely ^tI will remember thy ^uwonders of old.

^12tI will meditate also of all ^xthy work, And ^ttalk of ^ythy doings.