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Psalm 77:3

Tree of Life Version

In the day of my trouble I seek my Lord. At night my hand stretches out untiringly. My soul refuses to be comforted.

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Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer.

For calamity from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty, I could do nothing.

Why should any living person complain when punished for his sins?

Be not a ruin to me— You are my refuge in the evil day.

Why are You downcast, O my soul? Why are you murmuring within me? Hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, the salvation of my countenance.

As with a crushing in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, by saying to me all day, “Where is your God?”

These things I remember as I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go along with the throng, walking with them to the House of God, with a voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a festival.

“So I will not keep silent; I will speak in the distress of my spirit, I will complain in bitterness of soul.

For the arrows of Shaddai are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors line up against me.

My soul has been deprived of shalom, I have forgotten goodness.

All his sons got up along with all his daughters to console him, but he refused to be comforted. He said, “For I will go down to Sheol to my son, mourning.” So his father kept weeping for him.

Are the comforts of God too small for you, or a gentle word toward you?

Call upon Me in the day of trouble. When I rescue you, you will honor Me.”

On my bed in the night I longed for the one my soul loves. I looked for him but did not find him.

Adonai, they sought You in distress, they poured out a whispered prayer when Your discipline was upon them.




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