Psalms 77:1-11

¹For the leader. On Jeduthun. Of Asaph, a psalm. Loudly will I lift my cry to God, loudly to God, so he hears to me.

²In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night I lift my hands in prayer, refusing all comfort.

³When I think of God, I moan; when I muse, my spirit is faint. Selah

⁴When you hold my eyes awake, and I am restless and speechless,

⁵I think of the days of old, call to mind distant years.

⁶I commune with my heart in the night, I muse with inquiring spirit.

⁷“Will the Lord cast us off forever, will he be gracious no more?

⁸Has his love vanished forever? Is his faithfulness utterly gone?

⁹Has God forgotten to be gracious, or in anger withheld his compassion?” Selah

¹⁰Then I said, “This it is that grieves me, that the hand of the Most High has changed.”

¹¹I will think of the deeds of the Lord, and remember your wonders of old.