Ps 77


77:1 For the director of music. For Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A psalm. I cried out to God for help; I cried out to God to hear me.

77:2 When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands and my soul refused to be comforted.

77:3 I remembered you, O God, and I groaned; I mused, and my spirit grew faint. Selah

77:4 You kept my eyes from closing; I was too troubled to speak.

77:5 I thought about the former days, the years of long ago;

77:6 I remembered my songs in the night. My heart mused and my spirit inquired:

77:7 “Will the Lord reject forever? Will he never show his favor again?

77:8 Has his unfailing love vanished forever? Has his promise failed for all time?

77:9 Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?” Selah

77:10 Then I thought, “To this I will appeal: the years of the right hand of the Most High.”

77:11 I will remember the deeds of the LORD; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.

77:12 I will meditate on all your works and consider all your mighty deeds.

77:13 Your ways, O God, are holy. What god is so great as our God?

77:14 You are the God who performs miracles; you display your power among the peoples.

77:15 With your mighty arm you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. Selah

77:16 The waters saw you, O God, the waters saw you and writhed; the very depths were convulsed.

77:17 The clouds poured down water, the skies resounded with thunder; your arrows flashed back and forth.

77:18 Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind, your lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked.

77:19 Your path led through the sea, your way through the mighty waters, though your footprints were not seen.

77:20 You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.