Psalm 77

1Loudly will I lift my cry to God, to God, so he hears to me. 2In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night I lift my hands in prayer, all comfort. 3When I think of God, I moan; when I muse, my spirit is faint. Selah 4When you hold my eyes awake, and I am restless and speechless, 5I think of the days of old, to mind distant years. 6I commune with my heart in the night, I muse with inquiring spirit. 7“Will the Lord cast us off forever, will he be gracious no more? 8Has his love vanished forever? Is his faithfulness utterly gone? 9Has God forgotten to be gracious, in anger withheld his compassion?” Selah 10Then I said, “This it is that grieves me, the hand of the Most High has changed.” 11I will think of the deeds of the , Lordand remember your wonders of old. 12I will muse on all you have wrought, and meditate on your deeds. 13Then your way, O God, was majestic: what God was great as our God? 14You were a God who did marvels, you did show your power to the world 15by your arm you rescued your people, the children of Jacob and Joseph. Selah 16The waters saw you, O God. The waters saw you and shivered; to their depths they trembled. 17Clouds poured torrents of water, in the sky, your arrows sped to and fro. 18Loud was the roll of your thunder, up the world. and trembled. 19In your way, Lord, through the sea, in your path through the mighty waters, were all unseen.