In Troubled Times, God is There

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Psalm 77

I pray to you, Lord God,
    and I beg you to listen.
²     In days filled with trouble,
    I search for you.
And at night I tirelessly
lift my hands in prayer,
    refusing comfort.
³ When I think of you,
    I feel restless and weak.

⁴ Because of you, Lord God,
    I can’t sleep.
I am restless
    and can’t even talk.
⁵     I think of times gone by,
    of those years long ago.
⁶ Each night my mind
    is flooded with questions:
⁷ “Have you rejected me forever?
    Won’t you be kind again?
⁸ Is this the end of your love
    and your promises?

9 Have you forgotten
    how to have pity?
    Do you refuse to show mercy
    because of your anger?”
¹⁰ Then I said, “God Most High,
    what hurts me most
    is that you no longer help us
    with your mighty arm.”

¹¹ Our Lord, I will remember
the things you have done,
    your miracles of long ago.
¹² I will think about each one
    of your mighty deeds.
¹³ Everything you do is right,
    and no other god
    compares with you.
¹⁴ You alone work miracles,
    and you have let nations
    see your mighty power.
¹⁵ With your own arm you rescued
your people,
    the descendants
    of Jacob and Joseph.

¹⁶ The ocean looked at you, God,
    and it trembled deep down
    with fear.
¹⁷ Water flowed from the clouds.
    Thunder was heard above
    as your arrows of lightning
    flashed about.
¹⁸ Your thunder roared
    like chariot wheels.
The world was made bright
by lightning,
    and all the earth trembled.

¹⁹ You walked through the water
    of the mighty sea,
    but your footprints
    were never seen.
²⁰ You guided your people
    like a flock of sheep,
    and you chose Moses and Aaron
    to be their leaders.

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