Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

Cry out to God for
I cried out to God to me
When I was distressed and I sought the
I out my hand but found no comfort

I remembered you God and I
My spirit, it grew faint, You kept my from closing
When I was too to speak
I thought about the days

I remember my songs in the
My mused, my spirit inquired
Will the reflect forever?
Will He never His favor again?

Has this unfailing love forever
Has His will since for all time
Has God forgotten to be
Has His withheld His compassion

Then I to this I will appeal
The years of the hand of the Most High
I remember the deeds of my Lord

If, and, ago

I meditate on all Your works
And consider all Your
Your ways God are
What God is like our God