Psalms 77:1-9

1I cried to God with my voice, even to God with my voice; and he gave ear to me.1 2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.2 3I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah. 4Thou holdest my eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak. 5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times. 6I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with my own heart: and my spirit made diligent search. 7Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more? 8Is his mercy wholly gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?3 9Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.