Psalm 77a

For the director of music. For Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A psalm.

1 I cried out to Godz for help;

I cried out to God to hear me.

2 When I was in distress,a I sought the Lord;

at nightb I stretched out untiring hands,c

and I would not be comforted.d

3 I rememberede you, God, and I groaned;f

I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.b g

4 You kept my eyes from closing;

I was too troubled to speak.h

5 I thought about the former days,i

the years of long ago;

6 I remembered my songs in the night.

My heart meditated and my spirit asked:

7 “Will the Lord reject forever?j

Will he never show his favork again?

8 Has his unfailing lovel vanished forever?

Has his promisem failed for all time?

9 Has God forgotten to be merciful?n

Has he in anger withheld his compassion?o”

10 Then I thought, “To this I will appeal:

the years when the Most High stretched out his right hand.p

11 I will remember the deeds of the Lord;

yes, I will remember your miraclesq of long ago.

12 I will considerr all your works

and meditate on all your mighty deeds.”s

13 Your ways, God, are holy.

What god is as great as our God?t

14 You are the God who performs miracles;u

you display your power among the peoples.

15 With your mighty arm you redeemed your people,v

the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.

16 The watersw saw you, God,

the waters saw you and writhed;x

the very depths were convulsed.

17 The clouds poured down water,y

the heavens resounded with thunder;z

your arrowsa flashed back and forth.

18 Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind,b

your lightningc lit up the world;

the earth trembled and quaked.d

19 Your pathe led through the sea,f

your way through the mighty waters,

though your footprints were not seen.

20 You led your peopleg like a flockh

by the hand of Moses and Aaron.i