Psalm 77

   1  Unto the Lord I with my voice,
         I unto God did cry;
      Ev'n with my voice, and unto me
         his ear he did apply.

   2  I in my trouble sought the Lord,
         my sore by night did run,
      And ceased not; my grieved soul
         did consolation shun.

   3  I to remembrance God did call,
         yet trouble did remain;
      And overwhelm'd my spirit was,
         whilst I did sore complain.

   4  Mine eyes, debarred from rest and sleep,
         thou makest still to wake;
      My trouble is so great that I
         unable am to speak.

   5  The days of old to mind I called,
         and oft did think upon
      The times and ages that are past
         full many years agone.

   6  By night my song I call to mind,
         and commune with my heart;
      My sp'rit did carefully enquire
         how I might ease my smart.

   7  For ever will the Lord cast off,
         and gracious be no more?
   8  For ever is his mercy gone?
         fails his word evermore?

   9  Is't true that to be gracious
         the Lord forgotten hath?
      And that his tender mercies he
         hath shut up in his wrath?

  10  Then did I say, That surely this
         is mine infirmity:
      I'll mind the years of the right hand
         of him that is most High.

  11  Yea, I remember will the works
         performed by the Lord:
      The wonders done of old by thee
         I surely will record.

  12  I also will of all thy works
         my meditation make;
      And of thy doings to discourse
         great pleasure I will take.

  13  O God, thy way most holy is
         within thy sanctuary;
      And what god is so great in pow'r
         as is our God most high?

  14  Thou art the God that wonders do'st
         by thy right hand most strong:
      Thy mighty pow'r thou hast declared
         the nations among.

  15  To thine own people with thine arm
         thou didst redemption bring;
      To Jacob's sons, and to the tribes
         of Joseph that do spring.

  16  The waters, Lord, perceived thee,
         the waters saw thee well;
      And they for fear aside did flee;
         the depths on trembling fell.

  17  The clouds in water forth were poured,
         sound loudly did the sky;
      And swiftly through the world abroad
         thine arrows fierce did fly.

  18  Thy thunder's voice alongst the heav'n
         a mighty noise did make;
      By lightnings lightened was the world,
         th' earth tremble did and shake.

  19  Thy way is in the sea, and in
         the waters great thy path;
      Yet are thy footsteps hid, O Lord;
         none knowledge thereof hath.

  20  Thy people thou didst safely lead,
         like to a flock of sheep;
      By Moses' hand and Aaron's thou
         didst them conduct and keep.


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