King James Version
I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.(Psalm 77:1)
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.(Psalm 77:2)
I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.(Psalm 77:3)
Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.(Psalm 77:5)
I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.(Psalm 77:6)
Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?(Psalm 77:7)

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Psalm 77:4 - Cross Reference

On that night could not the king sleep, and he commanded to bring the book of records of the chronicles; and they were read before the king. (Esther 6:1)
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints; (Job 7:13)
So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spake a word unto him: for they saw that his grief was very great. (Job 2:13)
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up. (Job 6:3)
I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears. (Psalm 6:6)