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Psalms Chapter 77

 
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To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of Asaph. I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.
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In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
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I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
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Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
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I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
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I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
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Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?
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Is his mercy clean gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?
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Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
And I said, This is my infirmity: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.
I will remember the works of the LORD: surely I will remember thy wonders of old.
I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings.
Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: who is so great a God as our God?
Thou art the God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy strength among the people.
Thou hast with thine arm redeemed thy people, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled.
The clouds poured out water: the skies sent out a sound: thine arrows also went abroad.
The voice of thy thunder was in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook.
Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known.
Thou leddest thy people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.