The Editors’ Quote of the Day:

“I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.

I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.

Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?

Is his mercy clean gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?

Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.

And I said, This is my infirmity: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.

I will remember the works of the Lord: surely I will remember thy wonders of old.

I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings.

Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: who is so great a God as our God?

Thou art the God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy strength among the people.

Thou hast with thine arm redeemed thy people, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.

The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled.

The clouds poured out water: the skies sent out a sound: thine arrows also went abroad.

The voice of thy thunder was in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook.

Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known.

Thou leddest thy people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.” – Psalm 77 (KJV)




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  1. Will the Lord Reject Forever?
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    For the choir director. According to Jeduthun.[a] By Asaph. A psalm.

    With my voice to God—
    with my voice I cried out to God,
    and he listened to me.
    In the day when I was distressed I sought the Lord.
    At night my hand was stretched out,
    and it never grew tired,
    but my soul refused to be comforted.
    God, I remembered and I groaned.
    I pondered, and my spirit became weak.

    Interlude

    You propped my eyelids open.
    I was troubled but did not speak.
    I thought about the days of long ago, the years long past.
    During the night I remembered my music.
    With my heart I pondered, and my spirit asked,
    “Will the Lord reject forever?
    Will he never again show favor?
    Has his mercy vanished to the end?
    Has what he said failed for all generations?
    Has God forgotten to be gracious?
    Has he really shut up his compassion in anger?”

    Interlude

    Then I said, “This is what hurts me:
    the change of the right hand of the Most High.”[b]
    I will remember the deeds of the Lord.[c]
    Yes, I will remember your wonderful deed from long ago.
    I will meditate on all your work,
    and I will ponder all your deeds.
    O God, your way is carried out in holiness.
    What god is as great as God?
    You are the God who performs a wonderful deed.
    You made known your power among the peoples.
    With your arm you redeemed your people,
    the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.

    Interlude

    The waters saw you, O God.
    The waters saw you and swirled.
    Even the depths were turbulent.
    The clouds poured down water.
    The skies echoed with thunder.
    Indeed, your arrows shot back and forth.
    The sound of your thunder was heard in the tornado.
    Lightning lit up the world.
    The earth trembled and quaked.
    Your route led through the sea.
    Your trail went through the mighty waters,
    but your footprints were not detected.
    You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron. – Psalm 77 (EHV)

    Footnotes:
    [a] Psalm 77:1 This may refer to a tune or musical style associated with Jeduthun, a musician who was a contemporary of David.
    [b] Psalm 77:10 The meaning of this line is cryptic. The Hebrew seems to say: This is my wounding, the changing (or the years) of the right hand of the Most High.
    [c] Psalm 77:11 Yah, the short form of the divine name, is used instead of the full form, Yahweh.

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