Psalm 77

 ¹ I cried out to God for help;

   I cried out to God to hear me.

² When I was in distress, I sought the Lord;

   at night I stretched out untiring hands,

   and I would not be comforted.

 ³ I remembered you, God, and I groaned;

   I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.^[b]

⁴ You kept my eyes from closing;

   I was too troubled to speak.

⁵ I thought about the former days,

   the years of long ago;

⁶ I remembered my songs in the night.

   My heart meditated and my spirit asked:

 ⁷ “Will the Lord reject forever?

   Will he never show his favor again?

⁸ Has his unfailing love vanished forever?

   Has his promise failed for all time?

⁹ Has God forgotten to be merciful?

   Has he in anger withheld his compassion?”

 ¹⁰ Then I thought, “To this I will appeal:

   the years when the Most High stretched out his right hand.

¹¹ I will remember the deeds of the LORD;

   yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.

¹² I will consider all your works

   and meditate on all your mighty deeds.”

 ¹³ Your ways, God, are holy.

   What god is as great as our God?

¹⁴ You are the God who performs miracles;

   you display your power among the peoples.

¹⁵ With your mighty arm you redeemed your people,

   the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.

 ¹⁶ The waters saw you, God,

   the waters saw you and writhed;

   the very depths were convulsed.

¹⁷ The clouds poured down water,

   the heavens resounded with thunder;

   your arrows flashed back and forth.

¹⁸ Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind,

   your lightning lit up the world;

   the earth trembled and quaked.

¹⁹ Your path led through the sea,

   your way through the mighty waters,

   though your footprints were not seen.

 ²⁰ You led your people like a flock

   by the hand of Moses and Aaron.

I have "bolded" all words that remind me of the following gifts:

Gifts of God's nature    -    Gifts He offers us    -   Gifts he asks of us