The Book of Psalms

[To the chief musician. On Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph.] My voice [is] to God, and I cry; my voice [is] to God, and He listened to me.

In the day of my distress I sought the Lord; my hand was open in the night and did not grow numb; my soul refused to be comforted.

I remember God and am troubled; I meditate and my spirit faints. Selah.

You seized the watches of my eyes; I am troubled, and I cannot speak.

I thought upon the days of old, the years of [bygone] ages.

I will remember my song in the night; I will speak with my own heart, and my spirit carefully searches.

Will the lord cast off forever; and will He not add to be pleased any more?

Is His mercy gone forever? Has [His] word failed for all generations?

Has God forgotten to be gracious; has He in anger shut up His tender mercies? Selah.

And I said, This [is] my sickness, the years of the right hand of the Most High;

I will remember the works of Jehovah; surely I will remember Your wonders of old.

I will also meditate on all Your works and muse of Your doings.

O God, your way [is] in holiness; who [is] a God great like God?

You [are] the God who does wonders; You have revealed Your strength among the peoples.

You have redeemed Your people with [Your] arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.

The waters saw You, O God, the waters saw You; they were afraid; yea, the deeps trembled.

The clouds poured out water; the skies uttered a voice; and Your arrows flew out.

The voice of Your thunder in the tempest; lightnings lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked!

Your way [is] in the sea; and Your path [is] in the great waters; and Your footsteps are not known.

You led Your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.