| Chapter 77 |
1 | To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A Psalm.
I was crying to God with my voice; even to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me. |
2 | In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted. |
3 | I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.) |
4 | You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come. |
5 | My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone. |
6 | The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care. |
7 | Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer? |
8 | Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing? |
9 | Has God put away the memory of his pity? are his mercies shut up by his wrath? (Selah.) |
10 | And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High. |
11 | I will keep in mind the works of Jah: I will keep the memory of your wonders in the past. |
12 | I will give thought to all your work, while my mind goes over your acts of power. |
13 | Your way, O God, is holy: what god is so great as our God? |
14 | You are the God who does works of power: you have made your strength clear to the nations. |
15 | With your arm you have made your people free, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah.) |
16 | The waters saw you, O God; the waters saw you, they were in fear: even the deep was troubled. |
17 | The clouds sent out water; the skies gave out a sound; truly, your arrows went far and wide. |
18 | The voice of your thunder went rolling on; the world was flaming with the light of the storm; the earth was shaking. |
19 | Your way was in the sea, and your road in the great waters; there was no knowledge of your footsteps. |
20 | You were guiding your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron. |