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For the Chief Musician. To Jeduthun. A Psalm by Asaph.

77 My cry goes to God!
    Indeed, I cry to God for help,
    and for him to listen to me.
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord.
    My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn’t get tired.
    My soul refused to be comforted.
I remember God, and I groan.
    I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

You hold my eyelids open.
    I am so troubled that I can’t speak.
I have considered the days of old,
    the years of ancient times.
I remember my song in the night.
    I consider in my own heart;
    my spirit diligently inquires:
“Will the Lord reject us forever?
    Will he be favorable no more?
Has his loving kindness vanished forever?
    Does his promise fail for generations?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
    Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?” Selah.
10 Then I thought, “I will appeal to this:
    the years of the right hand of the Most High.”
11 I will remember Yah’s deeds;
    for I will remember your wonders of old.
12 I will also meditate on all your work,
    and consider your doings.
13 Your way, God, is in the sanctuary.
    What god is great like God?
14 You are the God who does wonders.
    You have made your strength known among the peoples.
15 You have redeemed your people with your arm,
    the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
16 The waters saw you, God.
    The waters saw you, and they writhed.
    The depths also convulsed.
17 The clouds poured out water.
    The skies resounded with thunder.
    Your arrows also flashed around.
18 The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind.
    The lightnings lit up the world.
    The earth trembled and shook.
19 Your way was through the sea;
    your paths through the great waters.
    Your footsteps were not known.
20 You led your people like a flock,
    by the hand of Moses and Aaron.

To the director: To Jeduthun. A psalm of Asaph.

Remembering God in Times of Trouble

77 I cry out to God!
    I cry out to God and he hears me.
When I was in distress, I sought the Lord;
    my hands were raised at night
and they did not grow weary.
        I refused to be comforted.
I remember God, and I groan;
    I meditate, while my spirit grows faint.
Interlude

You kept my eyes open;
    I was troubled and couldn’t speak.
I thought of ancient times,
    considering years long past.
During the night I remembered my song.
    I meditate in my heart,
        and my spirit ponders.

Will the Lord reject me[a] forever
    and not show favor again?
Has his gracious love ceased forever?
    Will his promise be unfulfilled in future generations?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
    Has he in anger withheld his compassion?
Interlude

10 So I say: “It causes me pain
    that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”

11 I will remember the Lord’s deeds;
    indeed, I will remember your awesome deeds from long ago.

12 As I meditate on all your works,
    I will consider your awesome deeds.

13 God, your way is holy.
    What god is like our great God?
14 God, you are the one performing awesome deeds.
    You reveal your might among the nations.
15 You delivered[b] your people—
    the descendants of Jacob and Joseph—
        with your power.
Interlude

16 The waters saw you, God;
    the waters saw you and writhed.
        Indeed, the depths of the sea quaked.
17 The clouds poured rain;
    the skies rumbled.
        Indeed, your lightning bolts flashed.[c]

18 Your thunderous sound was in a whirlwind;
    your lightning lights up the world;
        the earth becomes agitated and quakes.

19 Your way was through the sea,
    and your path through mighty waters,
        but your footprints cannot be traced.[d]
20 You have led your people like a flock
    by the hands of Moses and Aaron.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 77:7 The Heb. lacks me
  2. Psalm 77:15 Or redeemed
  3. Psalm 77:17 Lit. your fierce arrows traveled
  4. Psalm 77:19 Lit. steps are not recognized