1 | 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 loving kindness 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 the Most High." |
11 | I will remember Yah'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 Jacob and Joseph. 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 earth 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 Moses and Aaron. Psalm 78 A contemplation by Asaph. |