Psalm 77v4-11

⁴ You hold my eyelids open.
    I am so troubled that I can’t speak.
⁵ I have considered the days of old,
⁶ I consider in my own heart;
    my spirit diligently inquires:
⁷ “Will the Lord reject us forever?
    Will he be favourable no more?
⁸ Has his loving kindness vanished forever?
    Does his promise fail for generations?
⁹ Has God forgotten to be gracious?
    Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?” Selah.

¹⁰ Then I thought, “I will appeal to this:
    the years of the right hand of the Most High.”
¹¹ I will remember Yah’s deeds;
    for I will remember your wonders of old.