| Chapter 77 |
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To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A Psalm.
I was crying to God with my voice; even to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me.
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In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
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I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
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You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
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My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone.
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The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.
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Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer?
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Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing?
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Has God put away the memory of his pity? are his mercies shut up by his wrath? (Selah.)
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And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High.
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I will keep in mind the works of Jah: I will keep the memory of your wonders in the past.
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I will give thought to all your work, while my mind goes over your acts of power.
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Your way, O God, is holy: what god is so great as our God?
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You are the God who does works of power: you have made your strength clear to the nations.
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With your arm you have made your people free, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah.)
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The waters saw you, O God; the waters saw you, they were in fear: even the deep was troubled.
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The clouds sent out water; the skies gave out a sound; truly, your arrows went far and wide.
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The voice of your thunder went rolling on; the world was flaming with the light of the storm; the earth was shaking.
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Your way was in the sea, and your road in the great waters; there was no knowledge of your footsteps.
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You were guiding your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
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