Psalms 77 To the chief musician. On Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph. My voice is to God, and I cry; my voice is to God, and He listened to me.

LITV⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ To the chief musician. On Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph. My voice is to God, and I cry; my voice is to God, and He listened to me. ² In the day of my distress I sought the Lord; my hand was open in the night and did not grow numb; my soul refused to be comforted. ³ I remember God and am troubled; I meditate and my spirit faints. Selah. ⁴ You seized the watches of my eyes; I am troubled, and I cannot speak. ⁵ I thought upon the days of old, the years of bygone ages. ⁶ I will remember my song in the night; I will speak with my own heart, and my spirit carefully searches. ⁷ Will the lord cast off forever; and will He not add to be pleased any more? ⁸ Is His mercy gone forever? Has His word failed for all generations? ⁹ Has God forgotten to be gracious; has He in anger shut up His tender mercies? Selah. ¹⁰ And I said, This is my sickness, the years of the right hand of the Most High; ¹¹ I will remember the works of Jehovah; surely I will remember Your wonders of old. ¹² I will also meditate on all Your works and muse of Your doings. ¹³ O God, your way is in holiness; who is a God great like God? ¹⁴ You are the God who does wonders; You have revealed Your strength among the peoples. ¹⁵ You have redeemed Your people with Your arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah. ¹⁶ The waters saw You, O God, the waters saw You; they were afraid; yea, the deeps trembled. ¹⁷ The clouds poured out water; the skies uttered a voice; and Your arrows flew out. ¹⁸ The voice of Your thunder in the tempest; lightnings lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked! ¹⁹ Your way is in the sea; and Your path is in the great waters; and Your footsteps are not known. ²⁰ You led Your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.