Genevan Psalm 77

We just received word that a dear friend was called Home. The words of this Psalm bring us comfort by allowing us to voice our lament and express our hope:

1. I cry out, that God may hear me
and with help be ever near me.
To the Lord I cry aloud,
by a weight of troubles bowed.
I stretch out my hand to reach him;
day and night my prayers beseech him.
To my God my grief I told;
I refuse to be consoled.

5. All your ways, O strong Defender,
are most holy, great in splendour.
What god is there anywhere
who can with our God compare?
You worked wonders of salvation,
showed your power among the nations.
Your strong arm redeemed and freed
Jacob’s sons and Joseph’s seed.

1972 Walter van der Kamp; revised; copyright 2009 by Standing Committee for the Publication of the Book of Praise