3 In the days of my tribulation, I sought God, with my hands opposite him in the night, and I was not deceived. My soul refused to be consoled.
4 I was mindful of God, and I was delighted, and I was distressed, and my spirit fell away.
5 My eyes anticipated the vigils. I was disturbed, and I did not speak.
6 I considered the days of antiquity, and I held the years of eternity in my mind.
7 And I meditated in the night with my heart, and I was distressed, and I examined my spirit.
8 So then, will God reject for eternity? Will he not continue to allow himself to show favor?
9 Or, will he cut off his mercy in the end, from generation to generation?