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The Book of Psalms
CHAPTER 77. I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night, and was not wearied: my soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I did meditate, and my spirit was faint. Selah.
4 Thou holdest mine eyes from closing: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
6 I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
7 Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?
8 Is his lovingkindness gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?
9 Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
10 Then I said, This is my grief: that the right hand of the most High has changed.
11 I will remember the works of the LORD: surely I will remember thy wonders of old.
12 I will meditate also on all thy work, and talk of thy doings.
13 Thy way, O God, holy: who is so great a God as our God?
14 Thou art the God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy strength among the people.
15 Thou hast with thine arm redeemed thy people, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
16 The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled.
17 The clouds poured out water: the skies gave forth thunder: thine arrows also flashed about.
18 The sound of thy thunder was in the whirlwind: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook.
19 Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, yet thy footsteps are not seen.
20 Thou leddest thy people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
