Psalm 77:1-3

The Voice

¹ I cry up to heaven,
    “My God, True God,” and He hears.
² In my darkest days, I seek the Lord.
    Through the night, my hands are raised up, stretched out, waiting;
And though they do not grow tired,
    my soul is uneasy.
³ I remember the True God and become distraught.
    I think about Him, and my spirit becomes weak.