Psalms 81

¹ To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. A Psalm of Asaph. Sing aloud to God our strength; shout for joy to the God of Jacob!

² Raise a song, sound the timbrel, the sweet lyre with the harp.

³ Blow the trumpet at the new moon, at the full moon, on our feast day.

⁴ For it is a statute for Israel, an ordinance of the God of Jacob.

⁵ He made it a decree in Joseph, when he went out over the land of Egypt. I hear a voice I had not known:

⁶ "I relieved your shoulder of the burden; your hands were freed from the basket.

⁷ In distress you called, and I delivered you; I answered you in the secret place of thunder; I tested you at the waters of Meribah. [Selah]

⁸ Hear, O my people, while I admonish you! O Israel, if you would but listen to me!

⁹ There shall be no strange god among you; you shall not bow down to a foreign god.

¹⁰ I am the LORD your God, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt. Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it.

¹¹ "But my people did not listen to my voice; Israel would have none of me.

¹² So I gave them over to their stubborn hearts, to follow their own counsels.

¹³ O that my people would listen to me, that Israel would walk in my ways!

¹⁴ I would soon subdue their enemies, and turn my hand against their foes.

¹⁵ Those who hate the LORD would cringe toward him, and their fate would last for ever.

¹⁶ I would feed you with the finest of the wheat, and with honey from the rock I would satisfy you."