Psalms 77:5-10 Then remembred I the tymes of olde, & the yeares that were past.

Coverdale⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁵ Then remembred I the tymes of olde, & the yeares that were past. ⁶ I called to remembraunce my songe in the night, I commoned with myne owne herte, and sought out my sprete. ⁷ Wil the LORDE cast out for euer? Wil he be nomore intreated? ⁸ Is his mercy cleane gone? Is his promyse come vtterly to an ende for euermore? ⁹ Hath the LORDE forgotten to be gracious? Or, hath he shut vp his louynge kyndnesse in displeasure? ¹⁰ Sela. At the last I came to this poynte, that I thought: O why art thou so foolish? the right honde of the most hyest can chaunge all.