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Psalm 81

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To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of Asaph.

1 Sing loud to God our strength; with joy

to Jacob’s God do sing.

2 Take up a psalm, the pleasant harp,

timbrel and psalt’ry bring.

3 Blow trumpets at new-moon, what day

our feast appointed is:

4 For charge to Isr’el, and a law

of Jacob’s God was this.

5 To Joseph this a testimony

he made, when Egypt land

He travell’d through, where speech I heard

I did not understand.

6 His shoulder I from burdens took,

his hands from pots did free.

7 Thou didst in trouble on me call,

and I deliver’d thee:

In secret place of thundering

I did thee answer make;

And at the streams of Meribah

of thee a proof did take. Selah.

8 O thou, my people, give an ear,

I’ll testify to thee;

To thee, O Isr’el, if thou wilt

but hearken unto me.

9 In midst of thee there shall not be

any strange god at all;

Nor unto any god unknown

thou bowing down shalt fall.

10 I am the Lord thy God, which did

from Egypt land thee guide;

I’ll fill thy mouth abundantly,

do thou it open wide.

11 But yet my people to my voice

would not attentive be;

And ev’n my chosen Israel

he would have none of me.

12 So to the lust of their own hearts

I them delivered;

And then in counsels of their own

they vainly wandered.

13 O that my people had me heard,

Isr’el my ways had chose!

14 I had their en’mies soon subdu’d,

my hand turn’d on their foes.

15 The haters of the Lord to him

submission should have feign’d;

But as for them, their time should have

for evermore remain’d.

16 He should have also fed them with

the finest of the wheat;

Of honey from the rock thy fill

I should have made thee eat.