Psalm 77:8
Verse 8 of 20. The 77th of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
4Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
6I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
7Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?
8Is his mercy clean gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?
9Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
10And I said, This is my infirmity: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.
11I will remember the works of the Lord: surely I will remember thy wonders of old.
12I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings.
Psalm 77:8 in the World English Bible
Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?Read Psalm 77:8 in the WEB
Matthew Henry on Psalm 77:8
His tender mercies have been withheld, perhaps in wisdom; but are they shut up, shut up in anger?" v. 7-9. This is the language of a disconsolate deserted soul, walking in darkness and having no light, a case not uncommon even with those that fear the Lord and obey the voice of his servant, Isa. l. 10. He may here be looked upon, 1. As groaning under a sore trouble.
Read Matthew Henry on Psalm 77:1–10: Prevailing Melancholy; Mournful Supplications.
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