Psalm 77:1–13

¹I cry out with my voice to God;

with my voice to God, that he may hear me.

²In the day I have trouble, I seek^c the Lord.

At night my hand stretches out continually;^d

my soul refuses to be comforted.

³I remember God and I groan loudly;

I meditate and my spirit grows faint. Selah

⁴You hold open my eyelids.

I am troubled and cannot speak.

⁵I think about the days from long ago,

the years of ancient times.

⁶I remember my song in the night.

With my heart I meditate,

and my spirit searches to understand.

⁷Will the Lord reject us forever,

and will he never be pleased with us again?

⁸Has his loyal love ceased forever?

Is his promise^e ended throughout generations?

⁹Has God forgotten to have compassion?

Or has he closed off his mercies in anger? Selah

¹⁰So I said, “This pierces me—^f

the right hand of the Most High has changed.”

¹¹I will remember the deeds of Yah.^g

Surely I will remember your wonders^h from long ago.

¹²I will also muse on all your work,

and meditate on your deeds.

¹³O God, your way is distinctive.ⁱ

Who is a great god like our God?