To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Psalm of Asaph. A Song.
[77:1] I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me.
[77:2] In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted.
[77:3] When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints.
[77:4] You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
[77:5] I consider the days of old, the years long ago.
[77:6] I said, “Let me remember my song in the night; let me meditate in my heart.” Then my spirit made a diligent search:
[77:7] “Will the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable?
[77:8] Has his steadfast love forever ceased? Are his promises at an end for all time?
[77:9] Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger shut up his compassion?”
[77:10] Then I said, “I will appeal to this, to the years of the right hand of the Most High.”
[77:11] I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your wonders of old.
[77:12] I will ponder all your work, and meditate on your mighty deeds.
[77:13] Your way, O God, is holy. What god is great like our God?
[77:14] You are the God who works wonders; you have made known your might among the peoples.
[77:15] You with your arm redeemed your people, the children of Jacob and Joseph.
[77:16] When the waters saw you, O God, when the waters saw you, they were afraid; indeed, the deep trembled.
[77:17] The clouds poured out water; the skies gave forth thunder; your arrows flashed on every side.
[77:18] The crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind; your lightnings lighted up the world; the earth trembled and shook.
[77:19] Your way was through the sea, your path through the great waters; yet your footprints were unseen.
[77:20] You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.