Psalm 77:1–12
1 My voice rises to God, and I will acry aloud;
My voice rises to God, and He will hear me.
2 In the aday of my trouble I sought the Lord;
bIn the night my chand was stretched out 1without weariness;
My soul drefused to be comforted.
3 When I remember God, then I am adisturbed;
When I bsigh, then cmy spirit grows faint.
1Selah.
4 You have held my eyelids open;
I am so troubled that I acannot speak.
5 I have considered the adays of old,
The years of long ago.
6 I will remember my asong in the night;
I bwill meditate with my heart,
And my spirit 1ponders:
7 Will the Lord areject forever?
And will He bnever be favorable again?
8 Has His alovingkindness ceased forever?
Has His 1bpromise come to an end 2forever?
9 Has God aforgotten to be gracious,
Or has He in anger 1withdrawn His bcompassion?
Selah.
10 Then I said, “aIt is my 1grief,
That the bright hand of the Most High has changed.”
11 I shall remember the adeeds of 1the Lord;
Surely I will aremember Your wonders of old.
12 I will ameditate on all Your work
And muse on Your deeds.