3 I remember God and I moan.I complain, and my spirit grows tired. Selah
4 You’ve kept my eyelids from closing.I’m so upset I can’t even speak.
5 I think about days long past;I remember years that seem an eternity in the past.
6 I meditate with my heart at night;I complain, and my spirit keeps searching:
7 "Will my Lord reject me forever?Will he never be pleased again?
8 Has his faithful love come to a complete end?Is his promise over for future generations?
9 Has God forgotten how to be gracious?Has he angrily stopped up his compassion?" Selah