For the choir director; according to Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph.
My voice rises to God, and I will cry aloud;
My voice rises to God, and He will hear me.

I shall remember the deeds of the Lord;
Surely I will remember Your wonders of old.

Your way, O God, is holy;
What god is great like our God?

You are the God who works wonders;
You have made known Your strength among the peoples.

I will meditate on all Your work
And muse on Your deeds.

Your way was in the sea
And Your paths in the mighty waters,
And Your footprints may not be known.

I will remember my song in the night;
I will meditate with my heart,
And my spirit ponders:

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord;
In the night my hand was stretched out without weariness;
My soul refused to be comforted.

Will the Lord reject forever?
And will He never be favorable again?

The waters saw You, O God;
The waters saw You, they were in anguish;
The deeps also trembled.

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

Then I said, “It is my grief,
That the right hand of the Most High has changed.”

The sound of Your thunder was in the whirlwind;
The lightnings lit up the world;
The earth trembled and shook.

When I remember God, then I am disturbed;
When I sigh, then my spirit grows faint. Selah.

The clouds poured out water;
The skies gave forth a sound;
Your arrows flashed here and there.

You have held my eyelids open;
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

You have by Your power redeemed Your people,
The sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.

Has His lovingkindness ceased forever?
Has His promise come to an end forever?

Has God forgotten to be gracious,
Or has He in anger withdrawn His compassion? Selah.

I have considered the days of old,
The years of long ago.