Psalm 77

1 I cry aloud to God; I cry aloud, and he hears me.
2 In times of trouble I pray to the Lord; all night long I lift my hands in prayer, but I cannot find comfort.
3 When I think of God, I sigh; when I meditate, I feel discouraged.
4 He keeps me awake all night; I am so worried that I cannot speak.
5 I think of days gone by and remember years of long ago.
6 I spend the night in deep thought; I meditate, and this is what I ask myself:
7 "Will the Lord always reject us? Will he never again be pleased with us?
8 Has he stopped loving us? Does his promise no longer stand?
9 Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has anger taken the place of his compassion?"
10 Then I said, "What hurts me most is this - that God is no longer powerful."
11 I will remember your great deeds, Lord; I will recall the wonders you did in the past.
12 I will think about all that you have done; I will meditate on all your mighty acts.
13 Everything you do, O God, is holy. No god is as great as you.
14 You are the God who works miracles; you showed your might among the nations.
15 By your power you saved your people, the descendants of Jacob and of Joseph.
16 When the waters saw you, O God, they were afraid, and the depths of the sea trembled.
17 The clouds poured down rain; thunder crashed from the sky, and lightning flashed in all directions.
18 The crash of your thunder rolled out, and flashes of lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and shook.
19 You walked through the waves; you crossed the deep sea, but your footprints could not be seen.
20 You led your people like a shepherd, with Moses and Aaron in charge.