Psalm 81
To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of Asaph.
1 Sing unto God who is our strength,
and that with a loud voice:
unto him that is Jacob’s God
make ye a joyful noise.
2 Take up a psalm of melody,
and bring the timbrel hither:
the harp which sounds so pleasantly
with psaltery together.
3 As in the time of the new moon
with trumpet sound on high:
in the appointed time and day
of our solemnity.
4 Because that unto Israel
this thing a statute was;
and by the God of Jacob this
did for a judgment pass.
5 This witness he in Joseph set
when as through Egypt land
he went: I there a language heard
I did not understand.
6 I from the burden which he bare
his shoulder did set free:
his hands also were from the pots
delivered by me.
7 Thou call’dst in straits, and I thee freed:
in thunder’s secret way
I answer’d thee, I prov’d thee at
waters of Meribah. Selah.
8 Hear, O my people, and I will
testify unto thee:
O Israel, if that thou wilt
attention give to me.
9 Any strange god there shall not be
in midst of thee at all:
nor unto any foreign god
thou bowing down shalt fall.
10 I am the Lord thy God who thee
from land of Egypt led:
thy mouth ope wide, and thou by me
with plenty shalt be fed.
11 My people yet would not give ear
unto the voice I spake:
and Israel would not in me
quiet contentment take.
12 So in the hardness of their heart
I did them send away,
in their own consultations
likewise then walked they.