Psalms 77

A Cry of Despair

1 I cry out to God with my voice; To God with my voice, and He will hear me.

2 In the day of my trouble I look for the Lord; At night my hand is out and does not get tired; My soul do not want to be comforted.

3 I think about God, and I groan; I think, and my spirit gets weak.

4 You held my eyes open; I am so messed up I cannot talk.

5 I think about the days of old, The years of the past.

6 I think about my song at night; I talk with my own heart, And my spirit looks for it.

7 Will the Lord push away forever, And will He never be happy again,

8 Is His loyal grace gone forever, Is the promise finished for all generations,

9 Did God forget to be graceful, Did He shut up His mercy in anger, A Declaration of Faith

10 Then I said, “This is my weakness, That the right hand of the Most High changed.”

11 I will remember the works of the Lord; I will remember Your miracles from the old days.

12 I will think about all Your work, And I will think about Your doings.

13 God, Your way is holy; What god is big-time like our God,

14 You are the God who does miracles; You made Your strength known among the people.

15 You rescued Your crew with Your arm, The sons of Jacob and Joseph.

A Look Back to the Red Sea

16 The waters saw You, God, The waters saw You; they were in awe; The deeps also trembled.

17 The clouds poured out water; The sky let out a sound; Your arrows also shot out.

18 The sound of Your thunder was in the storm; The lightning lit up the world; The earth shook and trembled.

19 Your way was in the sea, And Your paths in the big waters; And Your footprints were not known.

20 You led Your people like a flock By the hand of Moses and Aaron.