Psalms 77 | Strong's Bible

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CHAPTER 77

For the choirmaster.

According to

Jeduthun.

A Psalm

of Asaph.

I cried aloud

to

God,

I cried out

to

God

to hear

me.

In the day

of trouble

I sought

the Lord;

through the night

my outstretched hands

did not grow weary;

my soul

refused

to be comforted.

I remembered You,

O God,

and I groaned;

I mused

and my spirit

grew faint.

Selah

You have kept

my eyes

from closing;

I am too troubled

to speak.

I considered

days

of old,

years

long in the past.

At night

I remembered

my song;

in

my heart

I mused,

and my spirit

pondered:

“Will the Lord

spurn us

forever

and never

show His favor again?

Is His loving devotion

gone

forever?

Has His promise

failed

for all time?

Has God

forgotten

to be gracious?

Has His anger

shut off

His compassion?”

Selah

So I said,

“I am grieved

that the right hand

of the Most High

has changed.”

I will remember

the works

of the LORD;

yes,

I will remember

Your wonders

of old.

I will reflect

on all

You have done

and ponder

Your mighty deeds.

Your way,

O God,

is holy.

What

god

is so great

as our God?

You

are the God

who works

wonders;

You display

Your strength

among the peoples.

With power

You redeemed

Your people,

the sons

of Jacob

and Joseph.

Selah

The waters

saw You,

O God;

the waters

saw You

and swirled;

even

the depths

were shaken.

The clouds

poured down

water;

the skies

resounded

with thunder;

Your arrows

flashed back and forth.

Your thunder

resounded

in the whirlwind;

the lightning

lit up

the world;

the earth

trembled

and quaked.

Your path

led through the sea,

Your way

through the mighty

waters,

but Your footprints

were not

to be found.

You led

Your people

like a flock

by the hand

of Moses

and Aaron.

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