Psalm 77 – New International Version (NIV)
For the director of music. For Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A psalm.
- I cried out to God for help; I cried out to God to hear me.
- When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands, and I would not be comforted.
- I remembered you, God, and I groaned; I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.[b]
- You kept my eyes from closing; I was too troubled to speak.
- I thought about the former days, the years of long ago;
- I remembered my songs in the night. My heart meditated and my spirit asked:
- “Will the Lord reject forever? Will he never show his favor again?
- Has his unfailing love vanished forever? Has his promise failed for all time?
- Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?”
- Then I thought, “To this I will appeal: the years when the Most High stretched out his right hand.
- I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.
- I will consider all your works and meditate on all your mighty deeds.”
- Your ways, God, are holy. What god is as great as our God?
- You are the God who performs miracles; you display your power among the peoples.
- With your mighty arm you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.
- The waters saw you, God, the waters saw you and writhed; the very depths were convulsed.
- The clouds poured down water, the heavens resounded with thunder; your arrows flashed back and forth.
- Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind, your lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked.
- Your path led through the sea, your way through the mighty waters, though your footprints were not seen.
- You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
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Psalm 77 – King James Version (KJV)
To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of Asaph.
- I Cried unto God with my voice, Even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.
- In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My sore ran in the night, and ceased not: My soul refused to be comforted.
- I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
- Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
- I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times.
- I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: And my spirit made diligent search.
- Will the Lord cast off for ever? And will he be favourable no more?
- Is his mercy clean gone for ever? Doth his promise fail for evermore?
- Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
- And I said, This is my infirmity: But I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High.
- I will remember the works of the LORD: Surely I will remember thy wonders of old.
- I will meditate also of all thy work, And talk of thy doings.
- Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: Who is so great a God as our God?
- Thou art the God that doest wonders: Thou hast declared thy strength among the people.
- Thou hast with thine arm redeemed thy people, The sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
- The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: The depths also were troubled.
- The clouds poured out water: The skies sent out a sound: Thine arrows also went abroad.
- The voice of thy thunder was in the heaven: The lightnings lightened the world: The earth trembled and shook.
- Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, And thy footsteps are not known.
- Thou leddest thy people like a flock By the hand of Moses and Aaron.