Psalm 77.1-10

I cry aloud to God; • I cry aloud to God and he will hear me. 

In the day of my trouble I have sought the Lord; • by night my hand is stretched out and does not tire; my soul refuses comfort. 

I think upon God and I groan; • I ponder, and my spirit faints. 

You will not let my eyelids close; • I am so troubled that I cannot speak. 

I consider the days of old; • I remember the years long past;  

I commune with my heart in the night; • my spirit searches for understanding. 

Will the Lord cast us off for ever? • Will he no more show us his favour? 

Has his loving mercy clean gone for ever? • Has his promise come to an end for evermore? 

Has God forgotten to be gracious? • Has he shut up his compassion in displeasure? 

And I said, 'My grief is this: • that the right hand of the Most High has lost its strength.'

Psalm 77.11-20

I will remember the works of the Lord • and call to mind your wonders of old time.  

I will meditate on all your works • and ponder your mighty deeds. 

Your way, O God, is holy; • who is so great a god as our God? 

You are the God who worked wonders • and declared your power among the peoples. 

With a mighty arm you redeemed your people, • the children of Jacob and Joseph. 

The waters saw you, O God; the waters saw you and were afraid; • the depths also were troubled. 

The clouds poured out water; the skies thundered; • your arrows flashed on every side; 

The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind; your lightnings lit up the ground; • the earth trembled and shook. 

Your way was in the sea, and your paths in the great waters, • but your footsteps were not known.

You led your people like sheep • by the hand of Moses and Aaron.

Psalm 8

O Lord our governor, • how glorious is your name in all the world! 

Your majesty above the heavens is praised  • out of the mouths of babes at the breast. 

You have founded a stronghold against your foes, • that you might still the enemy and the avenger. 

When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers,  • the moon and the stars that you have ordained, 

What are mortals, that you should be mindful of them; • mere human beings, that you should seek them out? 

You have made them little lower than the angels  • and crown them with glory and honour. 

You have given them dominion over the works of your hands • and put all things under their feet, 

All sheep and oxen,  • even the wild beasts of the field, 

The birds of the air, the fish of the sea • and whatsoever moves in the paths of the sea. 

O Lord our governor,  • how glorious is your name in all the world!