To the choirmaster: according to Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph.
4Thou dost hold my eyelids from closing;
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5I consider the days of old,
I remember the years long ago.
6I commune with my heart in the night;
I meditate and search my spirit:
7"Will the Lord spurn for ever,
and never again be favorable?
8Has his steadfast love for ever ceased?
Are his promises at an end for all time?
9Has God forgotten to be gracious?
Has he in anger shut up his compassion?" Selah
10And I say, "It is my grief
that the right hand of the Most High has changed."
11I will call to mind the deeds of the LORD;
yea, I will remember thy wonders of old.
12I will meditate on all thy work,
and muse on thy mighty deeds.
13Thy way, O God, is holy.
What god is great like our God?
14Thou art the God who workest wonders,
who hast manifested thy might among the peoples.
15Thou didst with thy arm redeem thy people,
the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah
16When the waters saw thee, O God, when the waters saw thee,
they were afraid, yea, the deep trembled.
17The clouds poured out water; the skies gave forth thunder;
thy arrows flashed on every side.
18The crash of thy thunder was in the whirlwind;
thy lightnings lighted up the world;
the earth trembled and shook.
19Thy way was through the sea,
thy path through the great waters;
yet thy footprints were unseen.
20Thou didst lead thy people like a flock
by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
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