Psalms 77:5
My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone.
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Psalms 77:5
My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone.
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Psalms 77:6
The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.
Psalms 77:7
Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer?
Psalms 77:8
Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing?
Psalms 77:9
Has God put away the memory of his pity? are his mercies shut up by his wrath? (Selah.)
Psalms 77:10
And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High.
Psalms 77:11
I will keep in mind the works of Jah: I will keep the memory of your wonders in the past.
Psalms 77:12
I will give thought to all your work, while my mind goes over your acts of power.
Psalms 143:5
I keep in mind the early days of the past, giving thought to all your acts, even to the work of your hands.
Isaiah 63:11
Then the early days came to their minds, the days of Moses his servant: and they said, Where is he who made the keeper of his flock come up from the sea? where is he who put his holy spirit among them,
Micah 7:14
Keep your people safe with your rod, the flock of your heritage, living by themselves in the woods in the middle of Carmel: let them get their food in Bashan and Gilead as in the past.
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Psalms 77:1
To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A Psalm. I was crying to God with my voice; even to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me.
Psalms 77:2
In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
Psalms 77:3
I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
Psalms 77:4
You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
Job 10:1
My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
Psalms 6:6
The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
Job 7:3
So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
Job 23:2
Even today my outcry is bitter; his hand is hard on my sorrow.
Lamentations 2:19
Up! give cries in the night, at the starting of the night-watches; let your heart be flowing out like water before the face of the Lord, lifting up your hands to him for the life of your young children who are falling down, feeble for need of food, at the top of every street.
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Deuteronomy 32:7
Keep in mind the days of the past, give thought to the years of generations gone by: go to your father and he will make it clear to you, to the old men and they will give you the story.
Judges 6:13
Then Gideon said to him, O my lord, if the Lord is with us why has all this come on us? And where are all his works of power, of which our fathers have given us word, saying, Did not the Lord take us out of Egypt? But now he has given us up, handing us over to the power of Midian.
Psalms 44:1
To the chief music-maker. Of the sons of Korah Maschil. It has come to our ears, O God, our fathers have given us the story, of the works which you did in their days, in the old times,
Psalms 78:2
Opening my mouth I will give out a story, even the dark sayings of old times;
Psalms 78:3
Which have come to our hearing and our knowledge, as they were given to us by our fathers.
Psalms 78:4
We will not keep them secret from our children; we will make clear to the coming generation the praises of the Lord and his strength, and the great works of wonder which he has done.
Isaiah 51:9
Awake! awake! put on strength, O arm of the Lord, awake! as in the old days, in the generations long past. Was it not by you that Rahab was cut in two, and the dragon Wounded?
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Psalms 88:15
I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.
Psalms 88:16
The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments.
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