Psalm 77 New Revised Standard Version

Comfort from Recalling God's Mighty Deeds

77 1  I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, that he may hear me. 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. 3  I think of God, and I moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah 4  You keep my eyelids from closing; I am so troubled that I cannot speak. 5  I consider the days of old, and remember the years of long ago. 6  I commune with my heart in the night; I meditate and search my spirit: 7  "Will the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable? 8  Has his steadfast love ceased forever? Are his promises at an end for all time? 9  Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger shut up his compassion?" Selah 10  And I say, "It is my grief that the right hand of the Most High has changed."

11  I will call to mind the deeds of the Lord; I will remember your wonders of old. 12  I will meditate on all your work, and muse on your mighty deeds. 13  Your way, O God, is holy. What god is so great as our God? 14  You are the God who works wonders; you have displayed your might among the peoples. 15  With your strong arm you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. Selah 16  When the waters saw you, O God, when the waters saw you, they were afraid; the very deep trembled. 17  The clouds poured out water; the skies thundered; your arrows flashed on every side. 18  The crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind; your lightnings lit up the world; the earth trembled and shook. 19  Your way was through the sea, your path, through the mighty waters; yet your footprints were unseen. 20  You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.

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