Cry out to God for help. I cried out to God to hear me. When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; At night I stretched out untiring hands, And I would not be comfort. I remembered you God and I groaned; My spirit, it grew faint. You kept my eyes from closing. When I was too troubled to speak. I thought about the former days.
I remember my songs in the night. My heart mused my spirit inquired.. Will the Lord reflect forever? Will He never show His favor again?
Has this unfailing love vanished forever. Has His promise failed for all time. Has God forgotten to be merciful. Has His anger withheld His compassion.
Then I thought, "To this I will appeal: the years of the right hand, Of the Most High I will remember the deeds of my Lord".
If, and, ago.
I will meditate on all Your works. And consider all Your deeds. Your ways God are holy. What God is great like our God.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.