Psalm 77:6

“But no one says, ‘Where is God my Maker, Who gives songs of praise in the night,

Tremble, and do not sin; Ponder in your heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah.

I will bless Yahweh who has counseled me; Indeed, my mind instructs me in the night.

By day, Yahweh will command His lovingkindness; And by night, His song will be with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

She weeps bitterly in the night, And her tears are on her cheeks; She has none to comfort her Among all her lovers. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; They have become her enemies.

In the days of her affliction and homelessness Jerusalem remembers all her precious things That were from the days of old, When her people fell into the hand of the adversary And no one helped her. The adversaries saw her; They laughed at her ruin.