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I cried out to God;
I cried aloud to God to hear me.
In the day of trouble I sought the Lord;
through the night my outstretched hands
did not grow weary;
my soul refused to be comforted.
I remembered You, O God, and I groaned;
I mused and my spirit grew faint.
Selah
The Eastern View of the Golden Gate
Jerusalem, Israel
(1864)
Ermente Pierotti
(1820-1888)
Italian engineer and archaeologist
You have kept my eyes from closing;
I am too troubled to speak.
I consider the days of old,
the years long in the past.
At night I remembered my song;
in my heart I mused,
and my spirit pondered:
Will the Lord spurn us forever
and never show His favor again?
His loving devotion gone forever?
Has His promise failed for all time?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
Has His anger shut off His compassion?
Selah
So I said, "I am grieved that the
right hand of the Most High has changed."
I will remember the works of the LORD;
yes, I will remember Your wonders of old.
I will reflect on all you have done
and ponder Your mighty deeds.
Your way, O God, is holy.
What god is so great as our God?
You are the God who works wonders;
You display Your strength among the peoples.
With power You redeemed Your people,
the sons of Jacob and Joseph
Selah
The waters saw You, O God;
the waters saw You and swirled;
even the depths were shaken.
The clouds poured down water;
the skies resounded with thunder;
Your arrows flashed back and forth.
Your thunder resounded in the whirlwind;
the lightning lit up the world;
the earth trembled and quaked.
Your path led through the sea,
Your way through the mighty waters,
but Your footprints were not to be found.
You led Your people like a flock
by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Psalm 77
A Song of Asaph
The Berean Bible
"I cried unto God with my voice"
"This psalm has much sadness in it, but we may be sure it will end well,
for it begins with prayer, and prayer never has an ill issue. Asaph did not
run to man but to the Lord, and to Him he went, not with studied, stately, stilted
words, but with a cry- the natural, unaffected, unfeigned expression of pain.
He used his voice also, for the vocal utterance is not necessary to the
life of prayer, it often seems forced upon us by the energy of our desires.
Sometimes the soul feels compelled to use the voice, for thus it finds a freer
vent for its agony. It is a comfort to hear the alarm bell ringing when
the house is invaded by thieves. "Even unto God with my voice."
He returned to his pleading. If once sufficed not, he cried again. He needed
an answer, he expected one, he was eager to have it soon, therefore he cried
again and again, and with his voice too, for the sound helped his earnestness.
"And He gave ear unto me." Importunity prevailed. The gate opened to the
steady knock. It shall be so with us in our hour of trial, for the grace of God
will hear us in due season." -Charles Haddon Spurgeon.