Psalm 77

¹I will cry unto God with my voice, Even unto God with my voice; and he will give ear unto me.

²In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.

³I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. [Selah

⁴Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

⁵I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times.

⁶I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart; And my spirit maketh diligent search.

⁷Will the Lord cast off for ever? And will he be favorable no more?

⁸Is his lovingkindness clean gone for ever? Doth his promise fail for evermore?

⁹Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? [Selah

¹⁰And I said, This is my infirmity; But I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High.

¹¹I will make mention of the deeds of Jehovah; For I will remember thy wonders of old.

¹²I will meditate also upon all thy work, And muse on thy doings.

¹³Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: Who is a great god like unto God?

¹⁴Thou art the God that doest wonders: Thou hast made known thy strength among the peoples.

¹⁵Thou hast with thine arm redeemed thy people, The sons of Jacob and Joseph. [Selah

¹⁶The waters saw thee, O God; The waters saw thee, they were afraid: The depths also trembled.

¹⁷The clouds poured out water; The skies sent out a sound: Thine arrows also went abroad.

¹⁸The voice of thy thunder was in the whirlwind; The lightnings lightened the world: The earth trembled and shook.

¹⁹Thy way was in the sea, And thy paths in the great waters, And thy footsteps were not known.

²⁰Thou leddest thy people like a flock, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.