Psalms 77
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To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A Psalm.I was crying to God with my voice; even to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me. |
In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted. |
I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.) |
You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come. |
My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone. |
The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care. |
Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer? |
Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing? |
Has God put away the memory of his pity? are his mercies shut up by his wrath? (Selah.) |
And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High. |
I will keep in mind the works of Jah: I will keep the memory of your wonders in the past. |
I will give thought to all your work, while my mind goes over your acts of power. |
Your way, O God, is holy: what god is so great as our God? |
You are the God who does works of power: you have made your strength clear to the nations. |
With your arm you have made your people free, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah.) |
The waters saw you, O God; the waters saw you, they were in fear: even the deep was troubled. |
The clouds sent out water; the skies gave out a sound; truly, your arrows went far and wide. |
The voice of your thunder went rolling on; the world was flaming with the light of the storm; the earth was shaking. |
Your way was in the sea, and your road in the great waters; there was no knowledge of your footsteps. |
You were guiding your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron. |