Psalms 77

Matthew^{(i) 1} To the chaunter, for Iduthun. a Psalme of Asaph. I cryed vnto God wyth my voyce, yea vnto God cryed I wyth my voyce, and he hearde me. ² In the tyme of my trouble I soughte the Lorde, I helde vp myne handes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte. ³ When I was in heuinesse, I thought vpon God: when my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake Selah. ⁴ Thou heldest myne eyes wakyng, I was so feble, that I coulde not speake. ⁵ Then remembred I the tymes of old, and the yeares that were past. ⁶ I called to remembraunce my song in the night, I communed wyth myne owne herte, and sought out my spirite. ⁷ Wyll the Lorde cast out for euer? Wyl he be no more intreated? ⁸ Is hys mercye cleane gone? Is hys promyse come vtterlye to an ende for euermore? ⁹ Hath the Lord forgotten to be gracyous? Or, hath he shut vp hys louynge kyndnes in dyspleasure? Selah. ¹⁰ At the last, I came to thys poynte, that I thought: O why art thou so folysh? the right hande of the moost hyest can chaunge all. ¹¹ Therefore wyll I remembre the worckes of the Lorde, and call to mynde thy wonders of olde tyme. ¹² I wyll speake of all thy worckes, and my talkynge shalbe of thy doynges. ¹³ Thy waye, O God, is holye: who is so great and myghty as God? ¹⁴ Thou arte the God that doeth wonders, thou hast declared thy power amonge the people ¹⁵ Thou wyth thyne arme hast delyuered thy people, euen the sonnes of Iacob and Ioseph. Selah. ¹⁶ The waters saw the, O God, the waters sawe the, & were afrayed, the deapthes were moued. ¹⁷ The thicke cloudes poured out water, the cloudes thondered, and thyne arowes went abroade. ¹⁸ The thonder was hearde rounde aboute, the lyghtenynges shone vpon the grounde, the earth was moued and shoke wyth al. ¹⁹ Thy waye was in the sea, and thy pathes in the greate waters, yet coulde noman know thy fotesteppes. ²⁰ Thou leddeste thy people lyke a flocke of shepe, by the hande of Moyses and Aaron.