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Psalms 77

For the director of music. For Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A psalm.

1 I cried out to God for help;
     I cried out to God to hear me.
2 When I was in distress, I sought the Lord;
     at night I stretched out untiring hands
     and my soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remembered you, O God, and I groaned;
     I mused, and my spirit grew faint.
4 You kept my eyes from closing;
     I was too troubled to speak.
5 I thought about the former days,
     the years of long ago;
6 I remembered my songs in the night.
     My heart mused and my spirit inquired:
7 "Will the Lord reject forever?
     Will he never show his favor again?
8 Has his unfailing love vanished forever?
     Has his promise failed for all time?
9 Has God forgotten to be merciful?
     Has he in anger withheld his compassion?"
10 Then I thought, "To this I will appeal:
     the years of the right hand of the Most High."
11 I will remember the deeds of the Lord;
     yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.
12 I will meditate on all your works
     and consider all your mighty deeds.
13 Your ways, O God, are holy.
     What god is so great as our God?
14 You are the God who performs miracles;
     you display your power among the peoples.
15 With your mighty arm you redeemed your people,
     the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.
16 The waters saw you, O God,
     the waters saw you and writhed;
     the very depths were convulsed.
17 The clouds poured down water,
     the skies resounded with thunder;
     your arrows flashed back and forth.
18 Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind,
     your lightning lit up the world;
     the earth trembled and quaked.
19 Your path led through the sea,
     your way through the mighty waters,
     though your footprints were not seen.
20 You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.

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