1 I pray to you, Lord God,

and I beg you to listen.

2 In days filled with trouble,

I search for you.

And at night I tirelessly

lift my hands in prayer,

refusing comfort.

3 When I think of you,

I feel restless and weak.

4 Because of you, Lord God,

I can't sleep.

I am restless

and can't even talk.

5 I think of times gone by,

of those years long ago.

6 Each night my mind

is flooded with questions:*

7 "Have you rejected me forever?

Won't you be kind again?

8 Is this the end of your love

and your promises?

9 Have you forgotten

how to have pity?

Do you refuse to show mercy

because of your anger?"

10 Then I said, "God Most High,

what hurts me most

is that you no longer help us

with your mighty arm."

11 Our Lord, I will remember

the things you have done,

your miracles of long ago.

12 I will think about each one

of your mighty deeds.

13 Everything you do is right,

and no other god

compares with you.

14 You alone work miracles,

and you have let nations

see your mighty power.

15 With your own arm you rescued

your people, the descendants

of Jacob and Joseph.

16 The ocean looked at you, God,

and it trembled deep down

with fear.

17 Water flowed from the clouds.

Thunder was heard above

as your arrows of lightning

flashed about.

18 Your thunder roared

like chariot wheels.

The world was made bright

by lightning,

and all the earth trembled.

19 You walked through the water

of the mighty sea,

but your footprints

were never seen.

20 You guided your people

like a flock of sheep,

and you chose Moses and Aaron

to be their leaders.