PsalmsChapter 77

1For the choirmaster. According to Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph. I cried out to God; I cried aloud to God to hear me.

2In the day of trouble I sought the Lord; through the night my outstretched hands did not grow weary; my soul refused to be comforted.

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

4You have kept my eyes from closing; I am too troubled to speak.

5I considered the days of old, the years long in the past.

6At night I remembered my song; in my heart I mused, and my spirit pondered:

7“Will the Lord spurn us forever and never show His favor again?

8Is His loving devotion gone forever? Has His promise failed for all time?

9Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has His anger shut off His compassion?” Selah

10So I said, “I am grieved that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”

11I will remember the works of the LORD; yes, I will remember Your wonders of old.

12I will reflect on all You have done and ponder Your mighty deeds.

13Your way, O God, is holy. What god is so great as our God?

14You are the God who works wonders; You display Your strength among the peoples.

15With power You redeemed Your people, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah

16The waters saw You, O God; the waters saw You and swirled; even the depths were shaken.

17The clouds poured down water; the skies resounded with thunder; Your arrows flashed back and forth.

18Your thunder resounded in the whirlwind; the lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked.

19Your path led through the sea, Your way through the mighty waters, but Your footprints were not to be found.

20You led Your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.