5I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.
5I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.
2 In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.
3 I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
4 Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
5 I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.
6 I remember my music in the night, With my heart I meditate, and my spirit doth search diligently:
7 To the ages doth the Lord cast off? Doth He add to be pleased no more?
77:5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
77:5I thought about the former days, the years of long ago;
77:5I thought upon the days of old: and I had in my mind the eternal years.
77:5I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times.
77:5I consider the days of old, the years of ancient times.
77:5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
77:5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
77:5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
77:5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.