Psalm 77

I cried out to God for help, 

To hear me in my distress 

I sought Him through prayer in the night 

I would not lie down to rest 

I remembered You, God, and I groaned 

I pondered and my spirit grew weak 

You kept me from sleeping  

I was too anguished to speak  

I reminisced on years when I sang  

I thought, “Will God reject me forever? 

Will the Lord show His favour again? 

Has His unfailing love gone forever?” 

“Has He forgotten His mercy? Has His promise failed forever? Has He withheld His compassion 

Towards me in His anger?” 

Then I refocused on when  

The Most High delivered me 

I will consider Your miracles  

And the Lord Almighty’s deeds 

Your ways, great God, are holy 

Your power’s a sight to be seen 

And by Your outstretched arm, 

Your people are redeemed  

The waters saw You and writhed, 

Lightning flashed and thunder roared  

Your arrows lit up the world  

And, oh, how the rainclouds poured 

The earth trembled and quaked  

As You tread through the mighty sea, 

Shepherding Your people to safety 

Though Your footprints could not be seen