I will cry to God with my voice; even unto God will I cry with my voice, and he shall hear me.
In the time of my trouble I sought the Lord; I stretched forth my hands unto him, and ceased not in the night season; my soul refused comfort.
When I am in heaviness, I will think upon God; when my heart is vexed, I will complain.
Will the Lord absent himself forever? and will he be no more intreated?
Is his mercy clean gone forever? and is his promise come utterly to an end for evermore?
Hath God forgotten to be gracious? and will he shut up his lovingkindness in displeasure?
And I said, it is mine own infirmity; but I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most Highest.
Psalm 77: 1-3, 7-10
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