Psalms - Chapter 77

1<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. 2In 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. 3I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.) 4You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come. 5My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone. 6The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care. 7Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer? 8Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing? 9Has God put away the memory of his pity? are his mercies shut up by his wrath? (Selah.) 10And 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. 11I will keep in mind the works of Jah: I will keep the memory of your wonders in the past. 12I will give thought to all your work, while my mind goes over your acts of power. 13Your way, O God, is holy: what god is so great as our God? 14You are the God who does works of power: you have made your strength clear to the nations. 15With your arm you have made your people free, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah.) 16The waters saw you, O God; the waters saw you, they were in fear: even the deep was troubled. 17The clouds sent out water; the skies gave out a sound; truly, your arrows went far and wide. 18The voice of your thunder went rolling on; the world was flaming with the light of the storm; the earth was shaking. 19Your way was in the sea, and your road in the great waters; there was no knowledge of your footsteps. 20You were guiding your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.