Psalms 77:1-9

CLV(i) 1 {An Asaphic Psalm{ My voice went forth to Elohim; let me cry out; My voice went forth to Elohim that He would give ear to me. 2 In the day of my distress I sought after Yahweh; At night my hand was stirred up in prayer, And it would not give way; My soul refused to be consoled." 3 I remembered Elohim, yet I was discomfited; I meditated, yet my spirit drooped. {Interlude{ " 4 You held open the guardians of my eyes; I was agitated, and I could not speak." 5 I took account of the days from aforetime, The years of the eons, saying, 6 Let me remember my soliloquy in the night; Let me meditate with my heart. So my spirit searched, saying, 7 Shall Yahweh cast off for the eons, And shall He not continue to be benevolent any more? 8 Has His benignity reached its limit permanently? Has the promise reached an end for generation after generation? 9 Has El forgotten to be gracious? Or has He shut off His compassions in anger? {Interlude{