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 out my hand but found no comfort

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

I remember my in the night
My heart mused, my inquired
Will the Lord forever?
Will He never show His favor

Has this unfailing vanished forever
Has His will failed for all time
Has God forgotten to be
Has His withheld His compassion

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

If, and, ago

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