Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

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

I remembered you God and I
My spirit, it grew faint, You my eyes from closing
When I was too troubled to
I thought the former days

I my songs in the night
My heart mused, my inquired
Will the Lord reflect
Will He never His favor again?

Has unfailing love vanished forever
Has His will failed for all time
Has God forgotten to be
Has His anger withheld His

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

If, and, ago

I will meditate on all Your
And consider all Your
ways God are holy
What God is great our God