5 You hold my eyelids open— I am so troubled—I cannot speak.
6 I ponder the days of old, the years long ago.
7 In the night I remember my song. I meditate with my heart and my spirit is searching.
8 “Will the Lord reject forever and never again show favor?
9 Has His mercy vanished forever? Has His promise come to an end forever?
10 Has God forgotten to be gracious? Or has He in anger withdrawn his mercies?” Selah
11 Then I said: “It wounds me— that the right hand of Elyon has changed.”