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1 Unto the end, for Idithun, a psalm of Asaph. I cried to the Lord with my voice; to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me. 2 In the day of my trouble I sought God, with my hands lifted up to him in the night, and I was not deceived. My soul refused to be comforted: 3 I remembered God, and was delighted, and was exercised, and my spirit swooned away. 4 My eyes prevented the watches: I was troubled, and I spoke not. 5 I thought upon the days of old: and I had in my mind the eternal years. 6 And I meditated in the night with my own heart: and I was exercised and I swept my spirit. 7 Will God then cast off for ever? or will he never be more favourable again? 8 Or will he cut off his mercy for ever, from generation to generation? 9 Or will God forget to shew mercy? or will he in his anger shut up his mercies? Psalms 77:1-9, Douay-Rheims Bible. Public domain.
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