3 I remembered God, and was troubled;
I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah

4 You hold my eyelids open;
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

6 I call to remembrance my song in the night;
I meditate within my heart,
And my spirit¹ makes diligent search. ‡

7 Will the Lord cast off forever?
And will He be favorable no more?