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