For the Chief Musician; after the manner of Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph.
I will cry unto God with my voice,
Even unto God with my voice; and he will give ear unto me.
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord:
My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not;
My soul refused to be comforted.
I remember God, and am disquieted:
I complain, and my spirit {Or, fainteth}is overwhelmed. [Selah
Thou holdest mine eyes watching:
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I have considered the days of old,
The years of ancient times.
I call to remembrance my song in the night:
I commune with mine own heart;
And my spirit maketh diligent search.
Will the Lord cast off for ever?
And will he be favorable no more?
Is his lovingkindness clean gone for ever?
Doth his promise fail for evermore?
Hath God forgotten to be gracious?
Hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? [Selah
And I said, {Or, This is my grief. That the right hand of the Most High doth change}This is my infirmity;
But I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High.
I will make mention of the deeds of {Hebrew: Jah.}Jehovah;
For I will remember thy wonders of old.
I will meditate also upon all thy work,
And muse on thy doings.
Thy way, O God, is {Or, in holiness}in the sanctuary:
Who is a great god like unto God?
Thou art the God that doest wonders:
Thou hast made known thy strength among the peoples.
Thou hast with thine arm redeemed thy people,
The sons of Jacob and Joseph.
[Selah
The waters saw thee, O God;
The waters saw thee, they were {Or, were in pain}afraid:
The depths also trembled.
The clouds poured out water;
The skies sent out a sound:
Thine arrows also went abroad.
The voice of thy thunder was in the whirlwind;
The lightnings lightened the world:
The earth trembled and shook.
Thy way was in the sea,
And thy paths in the great waters,
And thy footsteps were not known.
Thou leddest thy people like a flock,
By the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Querverweise zu Psalm 77,4 Ps 77,4
I am weary with my groaning;Every night make I my bed to swim;I water my couch with my tears.
So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spake a word unto him: for they saw that his {Or, pain}grief was very great.
On that night {Hebrew: the king's sleep fled from him.}could not the king sleep; and he commanded to bring the book of records of the chronicles, and they were read before the king.
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas:Therefore have my words been rash.
When I say, My bed shall comfort me,My couch shall ease my complaint;
Then thou scarest me with dreams,And terrifiest me through visions:
So that my soul chooseth strangling,And death rather than these my bones.