Psalms 77
1 For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of Asaph. I cry out to God for help—I even shout. If only he would listen to me!
To the Chief Musician. On "Jeduthun." Asaph’s, a Melody. With my voice—unto God, will I make outcry, With my voice unto God, and he will give ear unto me;
2 When I was in trouble I prayed to the Lord. All night long I stretched out my hands to him in prayer but nothing brought me any comfort.
In the day of my distress—unto My Lord, will I seek, My hand, by night, hath been outstretched and never once became slack, My soul, hath refused to be consoled;
3 I thought about God, groaning loudly; I meditated on him, but I was discouraged. (Selah)
I remember God and I murmur, I muse, and my spirit swooneth. (Selah)
4 You stop me going to sleep; I'm so upset I can't even talk.
Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;
5 I think of the old days, years ago.
I reasoned, Of the days of aforetime, Of the years of by-gone ages;
6 I remember the songs I sung in the night. I meditate and ask myself:
I remember my song in the night, —With my own heart, I commune, And my spirit, maketh search: —
7 Has the Lord given up on me forever? Won't he ever be pleased with me again?
For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more?
8 Has his trustworthy love disappeared forever? Have his promises permanently ended?
Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation?
9 Has God forgotten to be kind? Has he angrily slammed the door shut on his compassion? (Selah)
Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? (Selah)
10 Then I said, “This is what hurts me the most: the Most High doesn't treat me the way he used to.”
Then said I—An affliction to me, it is, The changing of the right hand of the Most High.
11 I remember what you have done, Lord; I remember all the wonderful things you did long ago.
I will remember the doings of Yah, Surely I will remember, out of aforetime, thy wonderful way;
12 I will think about all you have accomplished; I will think deeply about how you have acted.
And will talk to myself of all thy work, And, of thy doings, will I muse: —
13 God, your ways are holy; is any god as great as you?
O God, in the sanctuary, is thy way, —Who is a great GOD like Elohim?
14 You are the God who does wonderful things! You have revealed your power to the nations.
Thou, art GOD, doing wonderfully, —Thou hast made known, among the peoples, thy might;
15 Through your strength you saved your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
Thou didst redeem, with thine arm—Thy people, Thy sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
16 When the waters saw you, God, when they looked they trembled! Yes, they shook down to the very depths!
The waters saw thee, O God, The waters saw thee, They were in birth-throes, Yea the resounding deeps were stirred;
17 The clouds poured rain down; the skies crashed with thunder; your lightning flew like arrows.
The clouds, poured down waters, The skies uttered, a voice, Yea, thine arrows, flew hither and thither;
18 Your thunder rumbled from the whirlwind; lightning flashes lit up the world; the earth quaked and shook.
The, voice of thy thunder, was in the whirlwind, Thy lightnings illumined the world, The earth, trembled and quaked;
19 Your way led through the sea; your path passed through the deep sea; yet your footprints were invisible.
In the sea, was thy way, And, thy path, in the mighty waters, And, thy footprints, could not be known:
20 You led your people like a flock, shepherded by Moses and Aaron.
Thou didst lead, like a flock, thy people, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.
