PsalmenKapitel 77

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For the choirmaster. According to Jeduthun. A psalm of Asaph.
I cry aloud to God, I cry aloud to God, and he will hear me.
In the day of my distress I sought the Lord; through the night I stretched out my hands and would not grow weary; my soul refused to be comforted.
I remembered God, and I groaned; I pondered, and my spirit grew faint. Selah
You held my eyelids open; I was too troubled to speak.
I thought about the days of old, the years long past.
In the night I remembered my song; I pondered in my heart, and my spirit searched:
Will the Lord reject me forever? Will he never show favor again?
Has his steadfast love vanished for all time? Has his promise failed for all generations?
Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he shut off his mercy in anger? Selah
Then I said, "This is what wounds me: that the right hand of the Most High has changed."
I will remember the deeds of the LORD;* yes, I will remember your wonders of old. [*Hebrew: Yah, a shortened form of the divine name.]
I will meditate on all your work and consider all your mighty deeds.
Your way, O God, is holy. What god is as great as God?
You are the God who works wonders; you made your strength known among the peoples.
With your arm you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. Selah
The waters saw you, O God, the waters saw you and writhed; the very depths were shaken.
The clouds poured down water, the skies resounded with thunder; your arrows flashed back and forth.
The sound of your thunder was in the whirlwind, your lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked.
Your way was through the sea, your path through the mighty waters, though your footprints were unseen.
You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.