Psalm LXXXI.
1
O sing aloud to God our strength,
To Jacob's God rejoice:
With timbrel harp and psaltery,
Sing Psalms with pleasant voice.
2
As in new moons, and solemn feasts,
Let trumpets now be blown:
For this amongst the Israelites,
An ancient law was known.
3
This was a statute ever since
We were from Egypt led,
Where we as strangers in the land,
Had long continued.
4
From burdens I his shoulders took,
His hands from bricks set free:
In trouble thou didst call on me,
And I delivered thee.
5
From heaven I did answer thee,
By thunders from above:
And at the brooks of Meribah,
I did my people prove.
6
Hear then, and I will testifie,
And bear my words in mind:
No God but me thou shalt adore,
Of any sort or kind.
7
I am thy God that from the land
Of Egypt thee did save:
Ope thy mouth wide, and I will fill,
Thou shalt but ask and have.
8
But Israel would none of me,
Nor would regard my voice:
And so I left them to their lusts,
And to enjoy their choice.
9
But O that Israel had obey'd,
And in my ways had gone:
Their enemies I had soon subdu'd,
And conquer'd every one.
10
Haters of God should soon have stoop'd
To his almighty power:
But Israel should have remain'd
In peace for evermore.
11
He also would have satisfi'd,
His dear and chosen flock,
With finest flower of the wheat,
And honey from the rock.
