Webster(i)
5 (77:4)Thou holdest my eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
6 (77:5)I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
7 (77:6)I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with my own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
8 (77:7)Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favorable no more?
9 (77:8)Is his mercy wholly gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?
10 (77:9)Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.