Psalm 77:1–13

¹I cry out to God; yes, I shout.

Oh, that God would listen to me!

²When I was in deep trouble,

I searched for the Lord.

All night long I prayed, with hands lifted toward heaven,

but my soul was not comforted.

³I think of God, and I moan,

overwhelmed with longing for his help.

Interlude

⁴You don’t let me sleep.

I am too distressed even to pray!

⁵I think of the good old days,

long since ended,

⁶when my nights were filled with joyful songs.

I search my soul and ponder the difference now.

⁷Has the Lord rejected me forever?

Will he never again be kind to me?

⁸Is his unfailing love gone forever?

Have his promises permanently failed?

⁹Has God forgotten to be gracious?

Has he slammed the door on his compassion?

Interlude

¹⁰And I said, “This is my fate;

the Most High has turned his hand against me.”

¹¹But then I recall all you have done, O Lord;

I remember your wonderful deeds of long ago.

¹²They are constantly in my thoughts.

I cannot stop thinking about your mighty works.

¹³O God, your ways are holy.

Is there any god as mighty as you?