Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

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

I you God and I groaned
My spirit, it grew faint, You my eyes from closing
When I was too to speak
I about the former days

I my songs in the night
My mused, my spirit inquired
the Lord reflect forever?
Will He never show His favor

Has unfailing love vanished forever
Has His will since for all time
Has God forgotten to be
Has His anger withheld His

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

If, and, ago

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