Book of Psalms, No. 77
No. 77 of the Psalms
aloud to God, that he may hear me.
in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying;
my soul refuses to be comforted.
I meditate, and my spirit faints.Selah
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I remember the years long ago.
I meditate and search my spirit:[b]
and never again be favorable?
Are his promises at an end for all time?
Has he in anger shut up his compassion?”Selah
that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”
yea, I will remember thy wonders of old.
and muse on thy mighty deeds.
What god is great like our God?
who hast manifested thy might among the peoples.
the sons of Jacob and Joseph.Selah
when the waters saw thee, they were afraid,
yea, the deep trembled.
the skies gave forth thunder;
thy arrows flashed on every side.
thy lightnings lighted up the world;
the earth trembled and shook.
thy path through the great waters;
yet thy footprints were unseen.
by the hand of Moses and Aaron.FOOTNOTES
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