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Psalm 77

Hebrew Names Version HNV

1 <<For the Chief Musician. To Yedutun. A Psalm by Asaf.>> My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, And for him to listen to me.

2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn't get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.

3 I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

4 You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.

5 I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times.

6 I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; My spirit diligently inquires:

7 "Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?

8 Has his lovingkindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?

9 Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?" Selah.

10 Then I thought, "I will appeal to this: The years of the right hand of Ha`Elyon."

11 I will remember the LORD's deeds; For I will remember your wonders of old.

12 I will also meditate on all your work, And consider your doings.

13 Your way, God, is in the sanctuary. What god is great like God?

14 You are the God who does wonders. You have made your strength known among the peoples.

15 You have redeemed your people with your arm, The sons of Ya`akov and Yosef. Selah.

16 The waters saw you, God. The waters saw you, and they writhed. The depths also convulsed.

17 The clouds poured out water. The skies resounded with thunder. Your arrows also flashed around.

18 The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind. The lightnings lit up the world. The eretz trembled and shook.

19 Your way was through the sea; Your paths through the great waters. Your footsteps were not known.

20 You led your people like a flock, By the hand of Moshe and Aharon.

The Message Bible MSG

1 I yell out to my God, I yell with all my might, I yell at the top of my lungs. He listens.

2 I found myself in trouble and went looking for my Lord; my life was an open wound that wouldn't heal. When friends said, "Everything will turn out all right," I didn't believe a word they said.

3 I remember God - and shake my head. I bow my head - then wring my hands.

4 I'm awake all night - not a wink of sleep; I can't even say what's bothering me.

5 I go over the days one by one, I ponder the years gone by.

6 I strum my lute all through the night, wondering how to get my life together.

7 Will the Lord walk off and leave us for good? Will he never smile again?

8 Is his love worn threadbare? Has his salvation promise burned out?

9 Has God forgotten his manners? Has he angrily stalked off and left us?

10 "Just my luck," I said. "The High God goes out of business just the moment I need him."

11 Once again I'll go over what God has done, lay out on the table the ancient wonders;

12 I'll ponder all the things you've accomplished, and give a long, loving look at your acts.

13 O God! Your way is holy! No god is great like God!

14 You're the God who makes things happen; you showed everyone what you can do -

15 You pulled your people out of the worst kind of trouble, rescued the children of Jacob and Joseph.

16 Ocean saw you in action, God, saw you and trembled with fear; Deep Ocean was scared to death.

17 Clouds belched buckets of rain, Sky exploded with thunder, your arrows flashing this way and that.

18 From Whirlwind came your thundering voice, Lightning exposed the world, Earth reeled and rocked.

19 You strode right through Ocean, walked straight through roaring Ocean, but nobody saw you come or go.

20 Hidden in the hands of Moses and Aaron, You led your people like a flock of sheep.