77
Psalm

Psalm 77

Psalm 77:1-20
To the conductor, upon Jeduthun. To Asaph, a melody. 1My voice cries to God, and my voice to God, and he hears me. 2In the day of my distress I sought the Lord; my hand was poured out at night and did not grow numb; my soul refused to be comforted. 3I remember God and roar; I muse and my spirit grows faint. Selah. 4You grasped the wakings of my eyes; I was troubled and did not speak. 5I considered the days of old, the years of long ago. 6I remember my music in the night; with my heart I muse and search my spirit. 7Will the Lord reject forever and never again show favor? 8Has his steadfast love ceased forever? Has his word ended for generation and generation? 9Has God forgotten to be gracious, or has he in anger shut up his compassions? Selah. 10Then I said, This is my affliction: the years of the right hand of the Most High. 11I will remember the deeds of the LORD; for I will remember your wonders of old. 12I will ponder all your work and muse on your mighty deeds. 13Your way, O God, is in holiness. Who is a god great like God? 14You are the God who works wonders; you have made known your strength among the peoples. 15You redeemed your people with your arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah. 16The waters saw you, O God; the waters saw you, they trembled; yes, the deeps trembled. 17The clouds poured out water; the skies gave forth thunder; your arrows also went forth. 18The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind; the lightnings lit up the world; the earth trembled and shook. 19Your way was through the sea, your paths through many waters, and your footprints were not known. 20You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
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