Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

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

I you God and I groaned
My spirit, it grew faint, You kept my eyes closing
I was too troubled to speak
I about the former days

I my songs in the night
My heart mused, my spirit
Will the Lord forever?
Will He show His favor again?

Has this unfailing vanished forever
Has His will since failed for all
Has God to be merciful
Has His anger withheld His

I thought to this I will appeal
The years of the right hand of the High
I will remember the deeds of my

If, and, ago

I will on all Your works
And all Your deeds
Your God are holy
What God is great our God