Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

Cry out to God for
I cried out to God to me
When I was and I sought the Lord
I stretched out my but found no comfort

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

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

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

Then I thought to 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 works
And consider all Your
ways God are holy
What God is like our God