4Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speake. 5I haue considered the dayes of old, the yeeres of auncient times. 6I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine owne heart, and my spirit made diligent search.7Will the Lord cast off for euer? and will hee be fauourable no more? 8Is his mercy cleane gone for euer? doth his promise faile for euermore?