Psalm 77
For the Chief Musician. To Jeduthun. A Psalm by Asaph.
[77:1] My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me. [77:2] In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn't get tired. My soul refused to be comforted. [77:3] I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah. [77:4] You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak. [77:5] I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times. [77:6] I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently inquires: [77:7] "Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more? [77:8] Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations? [77:9] Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?" Selah. [77:10] Then I thought, "I will appeal to this: the years of the right hand of the Most High." [77:11] I will remember Yah's deeds; for I will remember your wonders of old. [77:12] I will also meditate on all your work, and consider your doings. [77:13] Your way, God, is in the sanctuary. What god is great like God? [77:14] You are the God who does wonders. You have made your strength known among the peoples. [77:15] You have redeemed your people with your arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah. [77:16] The waters saw you, God. The waters saw you, and they writhed. The depths also convulsed. [77:17] The clouds poured out water. The skies resounded with thunder. Your arrows also flashed around. [77:18] The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind. The lightnings lit up the world. The earth trembled and shook. [77:19] Your way was through the sea; your paths through the great waters. Your footsteps were not known. [77:20] You led your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.