Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

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

I remembered you God and I
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 inquired
the Lord reflect forever?
Will He never show His again?

Has this unfailing love vanished
Has His will failed for all time
Has God to be merciful
Has His anger withheld His

Then I to this I will appeal
The years of the right hand of the High
I will remember the of my Lord

If, and, ago

I will on all Your works
And consider all Your
ways God are holy
What God is like our God