Psalms 77:3-7

When I remember God, then I am restless; When I sigh, then my spirit feels weak. Selah

You have held my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

I have considered the days of old, The years of long ago.

I will remember my song in the night; I will meditate with my heart, And my spirit ponders:

Will the Lord reject forever? And will He never be favorable again?