Luyện nghe bài hát PS 77

Cry out to God for
I cried out to God to me
When I was distressed and I the Lord
I stretched out my hand but found no

I remembered you God and I
My spirit, it grew faint, You kept my eyes from
When I was too to speak
I thought about the days

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

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

Then I thought to this I will
The years of the hand of the Most High
I will remember the deeds of my

If, and, ago

I meditate on all Your works
And all Your deeds
Your God are holy
What God is great our God