Psalms 77:1-7
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 77
1 My voice rises to God, and I will cry aloud; My voice rises to God, and He will listen to me. 2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; In the night my hand was stretched out and did not grow weary; My soul refused to be comforted. 3 When I remember God, then I am restless; When I sigh, then my spirit feels weak. Selah 4You have held my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak. 5I have considered the days of old, The years of long ago. 6I will remember my song in the night; I will meditate with my heart, And my spirit ponders: 7Will the Lord reject forever? And will He never be favorable again?King James Version
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 77
1For the choir director: according to Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A psalm. I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me. 2I sought the Lord in my day of trouble. My hands were continually lifted up all night long; I refused to be comforted.New Living Translation
English Standard Version
Chapter 77
1I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me. 2 In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted. 3When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints. Selah 4You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak. 5I consider the days of old, the years long ago. 6I said, "Let me remember my song in the night; let me meditate in my heart." Then my spirit made a diligent search: 7"Will the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable?New International Version
2When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands, and I would not be comforted.
3I remembered you, God, and I groaned; I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.
4You kept my eyes from closing; I was too troubled to speak.
5I thought about the former days, the years of long ago;
New King James Version
Chapter 77
1{To the Chief Musician. To Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph.} I cried out to God with my voice— To God with my voice; And He gave ear to me. 2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; My hand was stretched out in the night without ceasing; My soul refused to be comforted.
4You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times.
6I call to remembrance my song in the night; I meditate within my heart, And my spirit makes diligent search.
7Will the Lord cast off forever? And will He be favorable no more?