Psalms 77

1 Unto the end, for Idithun, a psalm of Asaph. I cried to the Lord with my voice; to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me.

2 In the day of my trouble I sought God, with my hands lifted up to him in the night, and I was not deceived. My soul refused to be comforted:

3 I remembered God, and was delighted, and was exercised, and my spirit swooned away.

4 My eyes prevented the watches: I was troubled, and I spoke not.

5 I thought upon the days of old: and I had in my mind the eternal years.

6 And I meditated in the night with my own heart: and I was exercised and I swept my spirit.

7 Will God then cast off for ever? or will he never be more favourable again?

8 Or will he cut off his mercy for ever, from generation to generation?

9 Or will God forget to shew mercy? or will he in his anger shut up his mercies?

10 And I said, Now have I begun: this is the change of the right hand of the most High.

11 I remembered the works of the Lord: for I will be mindful of thy wonders from the beginning.

12 And I will meditate on all thy works: and will be employed in thy inventions.

13 Thy way, O God, is in the holy place: who is the great God like our God?

14 Thou art the God that dost wonders. Thou hast made thy power known among the nations:

15 With thy arm thou hast redeemed thy people the children of Jacob and of Joseph.

16 The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee: and they were afraid, and the depths were troubled.

17 Great was the noise of the waters: the clouds sent out a sound. For thy arrows pass:

18 The voice of thy thunder in a wheel. Thy lightnings enlightened the world: the earth shook and trembled.

19 Thy way is in the sea, and thy paths in many waters: and thy footsteps shall not be known.

20 Thou hast conducted thy people like sheep, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.