Psalms 77:2-11 In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.

YLT⁽ⁱ⁾ ² In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted. ³ I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah. ⁴ Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not. ⁵ I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages. ⁶ I remember my music in the night, With my heart I meditate, and my spirit doth search diligently: ⁷ To the ages doth the Lord cast off? Doth He add to be pleased no more? ⁸ Hath His kindness ceased for ever? The saying failed to all generations? ⁹ Hath God forgotten His favours? Hath He shut up in anger His mercies? Selah. ¹⁰ And I say: `My weakness is, The changes of the right hand of the Most High.'
¹¹ I mention the doings of Jah, For I remember of old Thy wonders,