Psalms 77:2-9

NSB(i) 2 In the day of my trouble I sought Jehovah. My hand was stretched out in the night, and did not get tired. I refused to be comforted. 3 I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. 4 You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I cannot speak. 5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times. 6 I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently inquires: 7 Will Jehovah reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more? 8 Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations? 9 Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?