[1] My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me.
[2] In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn’t get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.
[3] I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
[4] You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can’t speak.
[5] I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
[6] I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently inquires:
[7] “Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?
[8] Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?
[9] Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?” Selah.
[10] Then I thought, “I will appeal to this: the years of the right hand of the Most High.”
[11] I will remember Yah’s deeds; for I will remember your wonders of old.
[12] I will also meditate on all your work, and consider your doings.
[13] Your way, God, is in the sanctuary. What god is great like God?
[14] You are the God who does wonders. You have made your strength known among the peoples.
[15] You have redeemed your people with your arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
[16] The waters saw you, God. The waters saw you, and they writhed. The depths also convulsed.
[17] The clouds poured out water. The skies resounded with thunder. Your arrows also flashed around.
[18] The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind. The lightnings lit up the world. The earth trembled and shook.
[19] Your way was through the sea; your paths through the great waters. Your footsteps were not known.
[20] You led your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.