< Psalms 77 >

1 I cry out to God; I cry aloud to him, and he hears 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 Whenever have trouble, I pray to the Lord; all during the night I lift up my hands while I pray, [but] nothing causes me to be comforted.
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 When I think about God, I (despair/think that he will never help me); when I meditate about him, I am discouraged.
I remember God and I murmur, I muse, and my spirit swooneth. (Selah)
4 [All during the night] he prevents me from sleeping; I am very worried, with the result that I do not know what to say.
Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;
5 I think about days that have passed; I remember [what happened in] previous years.
I reasoned, Of the days of aforetime, Of the years of by-gone ages;
6 I spend the whole night thinking [about things]; I meditate, and this is what I ask myself:
I remember my song in the night, —With my own heart, I commune, And my spirit, maketh search: —
7 “Will the Lord always reject us? Will he never again be pleased with us?
For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more?
8 Has he stopped faithfully loving us? Will he not do for us what he promised to do?
Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation?
9 God promised to be merciful to us; has he forgotten that? Because he is angry [with us], has he decided to not be kind to us?”
Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? (Selah)
10 Then I said, “What causes me to be [very] sad is that [it seems that] God, who is greater than any other god, is no longer powerful.”
Then said I—An affliction to me, it is, The changing of the right hand of the Most High.
11 [But then], Yahweh, I recall/remember your great deeds; I remember the wonderful things that you did in the past.
I will remember the doings of Yah, Surely I will remember, out of aforetime, thy wonderful way;
12 I meditate on all that you have done, and I think about your mighty acts.
And will talk to myself of all thy work, And, of thy doings, will I muse: —
13 God, everything that you do is holy; there is certainly no god [RHQ] who is great like you are!
O God, in the sanctuary, is thy way, —Who is a great GOD like Elohim?
14 You are God, the one who performs miracles; you showed to people of many people-groups that you are powerful.
Thou, art GOD, doing wonderfully, —Thou hast made known, among the peoples, thy might;
15 By your power [MTY] you rescued your people [from Egypt]; you saved those who were descendants of Jacob and [his son] Joseph.
Thou didst redeem, with thine arm—Thy people, Thy sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
16 [It was as though] the waters [of the Red Sea] saw you and became very afraid, and even the deepest part of the water shook.
The waters saw thee, O God, The waters saw thee, They were in birth-throes, Yea the resounding deeps were stirred;
17 Rain poured down from the clouds [PRS]; it thundered [very loudly] [PRS], and lightning flashed in all directions.
The clouds, poured down waters, The skies uttered, a voice, Yea, thine arrows, flew hither and thither;
18 Thunder crashed in the whirlwind, and lightning (lit up/flashed across) the entire sky [HYP]; the earth shook violently [DOU].
The, voice of thy thunder, was in the whirlwind, Thy lightnings illumined the world, The earth, trembled and quaked;
19 [Then] you walked through the sea on a path that you made through the deep water, but your footprints could not be seen.
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 shepherd leads his] flock [of sheep], while Moses and Aaron were the leaders [of your people].
Thou didst lead, like a flock, thy people, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.

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