Psalms 77
1 For the choir director. For Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A psalm.
2 My voice rises to God, and I cry out; my voice rises to God, and he listens to me.
3 On the day of my distress I sought the Lord. At night my hand remained outstretched and did not grow weary; my soul refused to be comforted.
4 I remembered God and groaned; I pondered, and my spirit fainted. Selah.
5 You held my eyelids open; I was troubled and could not speak.
6 I thought of the days of old, the years of long ago.
7 At night I remembered my song; I spoke with my heart, and my spirit kept searching.
8 Will the Lord reject forever and never again show favor?
9 Has his faithful love come to an end for good? Has his promise ended from generation to generation?
10 Has God forgotten to show compassion? Has he, in anger, shut up his mercy? Selah.
11 And I said, “This is my grief: the change in the right hand of the Most High.”
12 I will remember the LORD’s deeds; yes, I will remember your wonders of long ago.
13 I will ponder all your work and reflect on your mighty deeds.
14 God, your way is holy. What god is great like God?
15 You are the God who does wonders; you have made your strength known among the peoples.
16 With your arm you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
17 The waters saw you, God; the waters saw you and trembled; even the depths shook.
18 The clouds poured down water; the skies thundered, and your arrows flew in every direction.
19 The sound of your thunder was in the whirlwind; lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and shook.
20 Your way passed through the sea, your paths through many waters; yet your footprints were unseen.
21 You led your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
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