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I cried out to God for help
I cried out to God to hear me
When I was in distress, I sought the Lord
I sought the Lord to help me

At night I stretched out untiring hands
And I would not be comforted
I remembered you, God, and I groaned
I meditated, and my spirit grew faint

You kept my eyes from closing
I was too troubled to speak
I thought about the former days
The years of long ago when You I seek

I remembered my songs in the night
My heart meditated and my spirit asked in its way:
“Will the Lord reject forever?
Will He never show His favor again?

Has His unfailing love vanished forever?
Has His promise failed for all time?
Has God forgotten to be merciful?
Has He in anger withheld His compassion and for what crime?”

Then I thought, “To this I will appeal:
The years when the Most High stretched out His right hand
I will remember the deeds of the Lord
Yes, I will remember Your miracles of long ago in the desert land

I will consider all Your works
And meditate on all Your mighty deeds.”
Your ways, God, are holy
What god is as great as our God? To You I believe

You are the God who performs miracles
With Your mighty arm You redeemed Your people
The descendants of Jacob and Joseph
You display Your power among the peoples

The waters saw You, God
The waters saw You and writhed
The very depths were convulsed
Because they felt threatened

The clouds poured down water
The heavens resounded with thunder
Your arrows flashed back and forth
Preparing earth for Your wonders

Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind
Your lightning lit up the world
The earth trembled and quaked
Waiting for Your holy words

Your path led through the sea
Your way through the mighty waters
Though Your footprints were not seen
But our ancestors told us

You led Your people like a flock
By the hand of Moses and Aaron
You led Your people with no talk
Except with Moses and Aaron