Ps 77 Songtext / Lyric

Cry out to God for help

I cried out to God to hear me

When I was distressed and I sought the Lord

I stretched out my hand but found no comfort



I remembered you God and I groaned

My spirit, it grew faint, You kept my eyes from closing

When I was too troubled to speak

I thought about the former days






I remember my songs in the night

My heart mused, my spirit inquired

Will the Lord reflect forever?

Will He never show His favor again?



Has this unfailing love vanished forever

Has His will since failed for all time

Has God forgotten to be merciful

Has His anger withheld His compassion



Then I thought to this I will appeal

The years of the right hand of the Most High

I will remember the deeds of my Lord



If, and, ago



I will meditate on all Your works

And consider all Your deeds

Your ways God are holy

What God is great like our God