Psalms 77:2
In 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.
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Psalms 77:2
In 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.
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Psalms 77:1
My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me.
Psalms 77:4
You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can’t speak.
Psalms 77:5
I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
Psalms 77:6
I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently inquires:
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Psalms 77:7
“Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?
Psalms 77:8
Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?
Psalms 77:9
Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?” Selah.
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