Psalms 77

1 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 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 remember God and I murmur, I muse, and my spirit swooneth. (Selah)

4 Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;

5 I reasoned, Of the days of aforetime, Of the years of by-gone ages;

6 I remember my song in the night, —With my own heart, I commune, And my spirit, maketh search: —

7 For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more?

8 Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation?

9 Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? (Selah)

10 Then said I—An affliction to me, it is, The changing of the right hand of the Most High.

11 I will remember the doings of Yah, Surely I will remember, out of aforetime, thy wonderful way;

12 And will talk to myself of all thy work, And, of thy doings, will I muse: —

13 O God, in the sanctuary, is thy way, —Who is a great GOD like Elohim?

14 Thou, art GOD, doing wonderfully, —Thou hast made known, among the peoples, thy might;

15 Thou didst redeem, with thine arm—Thy people, Thy sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)

16 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 down waters, The skies uttered, a voice, Yea, thine arrows, flew hither and thither;

18 The, voice of thy thunder, was in the whirlwind, Thy lightnings illumined the world, The earth, trembled and quaked;

19 In the sea, was thy way, And, thy path, in the mighty waters, And, thy footprints, could not be known:

20 Thou didst lead, like a flock, thy people, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.