Psalms 77:1-9 ▼

1 For the choir director. According to Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A Psalm. My voice rises to God, and I must cry aloud; My voice rises to God, and He will hear me.

2 In the day of my distress I sought the Lord; In the night my hand was stretched out without weariness; My soul refused to be comforted.

3 I remember God and I am disturbed; I muse and my spirit faints. Selah.

4 You have held my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

5 I give thought to the days of old, The years of long ago.

6 I remember my music in the night; I am musing with my heart, And my spirit is searching:

7 Will the Lord reject evermore? And will He not be favorable again?

8 Has His lovingkindness ceased forever? Has His word ended from generation to generation?

9 Has God forgotten to be gracious, Or has He in anger shut up His compassion? Selah.