TSK · Psalms 77:6

I will tell God, 'Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.

Stand in awe, and don't sin. Search your own heart on your bed, and be still. Selah.

Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.

I remember the days of old. I meditate on all your doings. I contemplate the work of your hands.

Let us search and try our ways, and turn again to Yahweh.

For though the fig tree doesn't flourish, nor fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive fails, the fields yield no food; the flocks are cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls:

But let a man examine himself, and so let him eat of the bread, and drink of the cup.