Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

Cry out to God for
I cried out to God to 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 faint, You kept my eyes from closing
When I was too troubled to
I thought about the days

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

Has this unfailing love vanished
Has His since failed for all time
Has God to be merciful
Has His withheld His compassion

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

If, and, ago

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