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 stretched out my hand but no comfort

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

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

Has this love vanished forever
Has His will since for all time
Has God to be merciful
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 Your
And all Your deeds
Your God are holy
What God is like our God