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 you God and I groaned
My spirit, it grew faint, You kept my eyes from
When I was too to speak
I thought the former days

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

Has this unfailing vanished forever
Has His will since for all time
Has God to be merciful
Has His anger His compassion

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

If, and, ago

I will on all Your works
And consider all deeds
Your ways God are
God is great like our God