| Chapter 77 |
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My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, And for him to listen to me. |
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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. |
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I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah. |
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You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can`t speak. |
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I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times. |
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I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; My spirit diligently inquires: |
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"Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more? |
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Has his lovingkindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations? |
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Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?" Selah. |
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Then I thought, "I will appeal to this: The years of the right hand of the Most High." |
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I will remember Yah`s deeds; For I will remember your wonders of old. |
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I will also meditate on all your work, And consider your doings. |
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Your way, God, is in the sanctuary. What god is great like God? |
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You are the God who does wonders. You have made your strength known among the peoples. |
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You have redeemed your people with your arm, The sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah. |
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The waters saw you, God. The waters saw you, and they writhed. The depths also convulsed. |
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The clouds poured out water. The skies resounded with thunder. Your arrows also flashed around. |
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The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind. The lightnings lit up the world. The earth trembled and shook. |
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Your way was through the sea; Your paths through the great waters. Your footsteps were not known. |
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You led your people like a flock, By the hand of Moses and Aaron. Psalm 78 A contemplation by Asaph. |