Psalms 77

1

TO THE CHOIRMASTER: ACCORDING TO JEDUTHUN. A PSALM OF ASAPH. I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me.

2

In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted.

3

When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints. Selah

4

You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

5

I consider the days of old, the years long ago.

6

I said, "Let me remember my song in the night; let me meditate in my heart." Then my spirit made a diligent search:

7

"Will the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable?

8

Has his steadfast love forever ceased? Are his promises at an end for all time?

9

Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger shut up his compassion?" Selah

10

Then I said, "I will appeal to this, to the years of the right hand of the Most High."

11

I will remember the deeds of the LORD; yes, I will remember your wonders of old.

12

I will ponder all your work, and meditate on your mighty 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 might among the peoples.

15

You with your arm redeemed your people, the children of Jacob and Joseph. Selah

16

When the waters saw you, O God, when the waters saw you, they were afraid; indeed, the deep trembled.

17

The clouds poured out water; the skies gave forth thunder; your arrows flashed on every side.

18

The crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind; your lightnings lighted up the world; the earth trembled and shook.

19

Your way was through the sea, your path through the great waters; yet your footprints were unseen.

20

You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.