For the director of music. For Jeduthun. A psalm of Asaph.
1I cried out to God for help. I cried out to God to hear me.2When I was in trouble, I looked to the Lord for help. During the night I lifted up my hands in prayer. But I refused to be comforted.3God, I remembered you, and I groaned. I thought about you, and I became weak.4You kept me from going to sleep. I was so troubled I couldn’t speak.5I thought about days gone by. I thought about the years of long ago.6I remembered how I used to sing praise to you in the night. I thought about it, and here is what I asked myself.7‘Will the Lord turn away from us for ever? Won’t he ever show us his kindness again?8Has his faithful love disappeared for ever? Has his promise failed for all time?9Has God forgotten to help us? Has he held back his tender love because he was angry?’10Then I thought, ‘Here is what gives me hope. For many years the Most High God showed how powerful he is.11LORD, I will remember what you did. Yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.12I will spend time thinking about everything you have done. I will consider all your mighty acts.’13God, everything you do is holy. What god is as great as our God?14You are the God who does miracles. You show your power among the nations.15With your mighty arm you set your people free. You set the children of Jacob and Joseph free.16God, the water of the Red Sea saw you. It saw you and boiled up. The deepest waters were stirred up.17The clouds poured down rain. The skies rumbled with thunder. Lightning flashed to and fro like arrows.18Your thunder was heard in the violent storm. Your lightning lit up the world. The earth trembled and shook.19Your path led through the Red Sea. You walked through the mighty waters. But your footprints were not seen.20You led your people like a flock. You led them by the hands of Moses and Aaron.
English Standard Version
In the Day of Trouble I Seek the Lord
1To the choirmaster: according to Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph. I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me.2In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted.3When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints.4You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.5I consider the days of old, the years long ago.6I said,* “Let me remember my song in the night; let me meditate in my heart.” Then my spirit made a diligent search:7“Will the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable?8Has his steadfast love forever ceased? Are his promises at an end for all time?9Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger shut up his compassion?”10Then I said, “I will appeal to this, to the years of the right hand of the Most High.”*11I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your wonders of old.12I will ponder all your work, and meditate on your mighty deeds.13Your way, O God, is holy. What god is great like our God?14You are the God who works wonders; you have made known your might among the peoples.15You with your arm redeemed your people, the children of Jacob and Joseph.16When the waters saw you, O God, when the waters saw you, they were afraid; indeed, the deep trembled.17The clouds poured out water; the skies gave forth thunder; your arrows flashed on every side.18The crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind; your lightnings lighted up the world; the earth trembled and shook.19Your way was through the sea, your path through the great waters; yet your footprints were unseen.*20You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
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