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 enquiring 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.
12I will muse on all you have wrought, and meditate on your deeds.
13Then your way, O God, was majestic: what God was great as our God?
14You were a God who did marvels, you did show your power to the world
15by your arm you rescued your people, the children of Jacob and Joseph. Selah
16The waters saw you, O God. The waters saw you and shivered; to their depths they trembled.
17Clouds poured torrents of water, thunder rolled in the sky, your arrows sped to and fro.