Psalm 77

¹I cry aloud to God,

aloud to God, that he may hear me.

²In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord;

in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying;

my soul refuses to be comforted.

³I think of God, and I moan;

I meditate, and my spirit faints.   Selah

⁴You keep my eyelids from closing;

I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

⁵I consider the days of old,

and remember the years of long ago.

⁶I commune with my heart in the night;

I meditate and search my spirit:

⁷“Will the Lord spurn forever,

and never again be favorable?

⁸Has his steadfast love ceased forever?

Are his promises at an end for all time?

⁹Has God forgotten to be gracious?

Has he in anger shut up his compassion?”   Selah

¹⁰And I say, “It is my grief

that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”

¹¹I will call to mind the deeds of the Lord;

I will remember your wonders of old.

¹²I will meditate on all your work,

and muse on your mighty deeds.

¹³Your way, O God, is holy.

What god is so great as our God?

¹⁴You are the God who works wonders;

you have displayed your might among the peoples.

¹⁵With your strong arm you redeemed your people,

the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.   Selah

¹⁶When the waters saw you, O God,

when the waters saw you, they were afraid;

the very deep trembled.

¹⁷The clouds poured out water;

the skies thundered;

your arrows flashed on every side.

¹⁸The crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind;

your lightnings lit up the world;

the earth trembled and shook.

¹⁹Your way was through the sea,

your path, through the mighty waters;

yet your footprints were unseen.

²⁰You led your people like a flock

by the hand of Moses and Aaron.