3I remember God, and am disquieted; I think of him, and my spirit is overwhelmed.
4Thou keepest mine eyelids from closing; I am distressed, so that I cannot speak!
5I think of the days of old,—The years of ancient times.
6I call to remembrance my songs in the night; I meditate in my heart, And my spirit inquireth:
7Will the Lord be angry for ever? Will he be favorable no more?
8Is his mercy utterly withdrawn for ever? Doth his promise fail from generation to generation?
9Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath he in anger shut up his compassion?
10Then I say, “This is mine affliction, A change in the right hand of the Most High.”
11I remember the deeds of Jehovah; I think of thy wonders of old.
12I meditate on all thy works, And talk of thy doings.
13Thy ways, O God! are holy! Who so great a god as our God?
14Thou art a God who doest wonders; Thou hast manifested thy power among the nations.
15With thy strong arm thou didst redeem thy people,—The sons of Jacob and Joseph.
16The waters saw thee, O God! The waters saw thee, and feared, And the deep trembled.
17The clouds poured out water, The skies sent forth thunder, And thine arrows flew.
18Thy thunder roared in the whirlwind; Thy lightning illumined the world; The earth trembled and shook.
19Thy way was through the sea, And thy path through great waters; And thy footsteps could not be found.
Psalms 77
Psalms 77:3-19