PSALM 77
For the choir director; according to Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph.
1 My voice rises to God, and I will cry aloud; My voice rises to God, and He will hear me.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; In the night my hand was stretched out without weariness; My soul refused to be comforted.
3 When I remember God, then I am disturbed; When I sigh, then my spirit grows faint. - Selah.
4 You have held my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5 I have considered the days of old, The years of long ago.
6 I will remember my song in the night; I will meditate with my heart, And my spirit ponders:
7 Will the Lord reject forever? And will He never be favorable again?
8 Has His lovingkindness ceased forever? Has His promise come to an end forever?
9 Has God forgotten to be gracious, Or has He in anger withdrawn His compassion? - Selah.
10 Then I said, "It is my grief, That the right hand of the Most High has changed."
11 I shall remember the deeds of the LORD; Surely I will remember Your wonders of old.
12 I will meditate on all Your work And muse on Your deeds.
13 Your way, O God, is holy; What god is great like our God?
14 You are the God who works wonders; You have made known Your strength among the peoples.
15 You have by Your power redeemed Your people, The sons of Jacob and Joseph. - Selah.
16 The waters saw You, O God; The waters saw You, they were in anguish; The deeps also trembled.
17 The clouds poured out water; The skies gave forth a sound; Your arrows flashed here and there.
18 The sound of Your thunder was in the whirlwind; The lightnings lit up the world; The earth trembled and shook.
19 Your way was in the sea And Your paths in the mighty waters, And Your footprints may not be known.