Psalms 77
From Stinque Zombie Bible
77:1 I cried unto God with my voice--hoarse now from shrieking at zombies--even unto God with my voice, and he gave hear unto me.
77:2 In the day when the zombies came I sought the Lord: the bite marks on my arm ran with blood into the night: my soul refused to be comforted.
77:3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed.
77:4 Thou holdest mine eyes waking, as I lie in fear of becoming a zombie: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
77:5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times when there were no zombies.
77:6 I call to remembrance the horrors His children have suffered at the blood-streaked hands of zombies: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search for the reason why my son had to be torn apart and eaten in front of me, even while he remained alive, his pleas and mine own going unanswered, empty cries into the night.
77:7 Will the Lord cast off forever? and will He be favourable no more?
77:8 Is his mercy gone forever? doth his promise fail for evermore?
77:9 Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies, and unleashed a horde of zombies unto His own helpless children?
77:10 And I said, This is my infirmity, this wound I received from the decaying teeth of a zombie: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High, when he displayed his power for all to see.
77:11 I will remember the bloody works of the Lord and of His chosen people: surely I will remember the wonders of old, the hurricanes, floods, tornadoes, avalanches, and volcano eruptions.
77:12 I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings.
77:13 Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: who is so great a God as our God?
77:14 Thou art the God that does wonders: thou hast declared thy strength among the people, by slaughtering them with zombie intermediaries.
77:15 Thou hast with thine arm redeemed thy people, the sons of Jacob and Joseph, turning them into more perfect killing machines, into undead monsters who feel no pain or remorse but obey thy will, as do puppets their master.
77:16 The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled when you sent the zombies to feast even on the flesh of the leviathan.
77:17 The clouds poured out water to wash away the rivers of blood spilled by your chosen creatures, the zombies; the skies sent out a thunderclap to announce their arrival and the end of civilization; thine arrows, the lightning strikes, also went abroad, giving fleeting nightly glimpses of the zombies as they made their way into the false sanctuaries of people's homes, giving also many rude awakenings.
77:18 The voice of thy thunder was in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook with earthquakes but also with the footfalls of sprinting, ravenous zombies.
77:19 Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters where squid and leviathan engage in titanic battles, and thy footsteps are not known, just like those of the zombie who creeps up from behind or lies in wait around the corner.
77:20 Thou leddest thy people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron, and thou leadest me to become a zombie, a creature chosen to destroy the innocent and the guilty alike, to display the transcendent power of the most High.