Psalm 77:1–14

1  aI cried unto God with my voice,

Even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.

2  bIn the day of my trouble I sought the Lord:

†My sore ran cin the night, and ceased not:

My soul drefused to be comforted.

3  I remembered God, and was etroubled:

I complained, and fmy spirit was goverwhelmed. Selah.

4  Thou holdest mine eyes waking:

I am so htroubled that I cannot speak.

5  I have iconsidered iithe days of old,

jThe years of ancient times.

6  I call to remembrance my ksong lin the night:

I commune with mine own heart:

And my spirit made diligent search.

7  Will the Lord mcast off for ever?

And will he nbe favourable no more?

8  Is his mercy clean gone for ever?

Doth ohis promise fail †for evermore?

9  pHath God forgotten to be gracious?

qHath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.

10  And I said, This is rmy infirmity:

But I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.

11  I will remember the works of sthe Lord:

Surely tI will remember thy uwonders of old.

12  tI will meditate also of all xthy work, and ttalk of ythy doings.

13  Thy way, O God, is in zthe sanctuary:

aWho is so great a God as our God?

14  Thou art the God abthat doest uwonders:

Thou hast bbdeclared thy strength among the people.