2 On the day I was in trouble, I went to the Lord for help.At night I stretched out my hands in prayer without growing tired.Yet, my soul refused to be comforted.
3 I sigh as I remember God.I begin to lose hope as I think about him. Selah
4 (You keep my eyelids open.)I am so upset that I cannot speak.
5 I have considered the days of old,the years long ago.
6 I remember my song in the nightand reflect ⌊on it⌋.My spirit searches ⌊for an answer⌋:
7 Will the Lord reject ⌊me⌋ for all time?Will he ever accept me?
8 Has his mercy come to an end forever?Has his promise been canceled throughout every generation?