[1] I cry up to heaven, "My God, True God," and He hears. [2] In my darkest days, I seek the Lord. Through the night, my hands are raised up, stretched out, waiting; And though they do not grow tired, my soul is uneasy. [3] I remember the True God and become distraught. I think about Him, and my spirit becomes weak. [pause] [4] You hold my eyes wide open. I am troubled beyond words. [5] My mind drifts to thoughts of yesterdays and yesteryears. [6] I call to mind my music; it keeps me company at night. Together with my heart I contemplate; my spirit searches, wondering, questioning: [7] "What will the Lord do? Reject us for good? Will He never show us His favor again? [8] Has His loyal love finally worn down? Have His promises reached an end? [9] Has the True God forgotten how to be gracious? In His anger, has He withdrawn His compassion?" [pause] [10] "I can't help but be distraught," I said, "for the power of the Most High that was once for us is now against us." [11] I will remember the actions the Eternal has taken, reminisce on Your ancient wonders. [12] I will reflect on all of Your work; indeed, I will study all You have performed. [13] O God, Your way is so different, so distinct, so divine. No other god compares with our God. [14] You, God, and Your works evoke wonder. You have proved Your strength to the nations. [15] You used Your great power to release Your people: with a strong arm, You freed Jacob's children, and Joseph's. [pause] [16] The waters saw You, O True God. The seas saw You and swelled in sorrow. Even the deep trembled. [17] Water poured from the clouds, and the sky boomed out in response as Your arrows of lightning flashed this way and that. [18] The sound of Your thunder whirled within the wind as Your lightning lit up the world. Yes, the whole earth trembled and shook. [19] Your way ran through the sea, Your path cut through great waters, and still no one can spot Your footprints. [20] You led Your people as a flock tended by the hands of Moses and Aaron.
