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Psalms 81

Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
To the chief Musician upon Gittith,
A Psalm of Asaph.
1Sing loud to God our strength; with joy
to Jacob's God do sing.
2Take up a psalm, the pleasant harp,
timbrel and psalt'ry bring.
3Blow trumpets at new-moon, what day
our feast appointed is:
4For charge to Isr'el,
and a law of Jacob's God was this.
5To Joseph this a testimony
he made, when Egypt land
He travell'd through, where speech I heard
I did not understand.
6His shoulder I from burdens took,
his hands from pots did free.
7Thou 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.
8O thou, my people, give an ear,
I'll testify to thee;
To thee, O Isr'el, if thou wilt
but hearken unto me.
9In midst of thee there shall not be
any strange god at all;
Nor unto any god unknown
thou bowing down shalt fall.
10I am the Lord thy God, which did
from Egypt land thee guide;
I'll fill thy mouth abundantly,
do thou it open wide.
11But yet my people to my voice
would not attentive be;
And ev'n my chosen Israel
he would have none of me.
12So to the lust of their own hearts
I them delivered;
And then in counsels of their own
they vainly wandered.
13O that my people had me heard,
Isr'el my ways had chose!
14I had their en'mies soon subdu'd,
my hand turn'd on their foes.
15The haters of the Lord to him
submission should have feign'd;
But as for them, their time should have
for evermore remain'd.
16He should have also fed them with
the finest of the wheat;
Of honey from the rock thy fill
I should have made thee eat.
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