Psalm 81 Exultate Deo.
SING we merrily unto God our strength; * make a cheerful noise unto the God of Jacob.
2Take the psalm, bring hither the tabret, * the merry harp with the lute.
3Blow up the trumpet in the new moon, * even in the time appointed, and upon our solemn feast-day.
4For this was made a statute for Israel, * and a law of the God of Jacob.
5This he ordained in Joseph for a testimony, * when he came out of the land of Egypt, and had heard a strange language.
6I eased his shoulder from the burden, * and his hands were delivered from making the pots.
7Thou calledst upon me in troubles, and I delivered thee; * and heard thee what time as the storm fell upon thee.
8I proved thee also * at the waters of strife.
9Hear, O my people; and I will assure thee, O Israel, * if thou wilt hearken unto me,
10There shall no strange god be in thee, * neither shalt thou worship any other god.
11I am the LORD thy God, who brought thee out of the land of Egypt: * open thy mouth wide, and I shall fill it.
12But my people would not hear my voice; * and Israel would not obey me;
13So I gave them up unto their own hearts' lusts, * and let them follow their own imaginations.
14O that my people would have hearkened unto me! * for if Israel had walked in my ways,
15I should soon have put down their enemies, * and turned my hand against their adversaries.
16The haters of the LORD should have submitted themselves unto him; * but their time should have endured for ever.
17I would have fed them also with the finest wheat-flour; * and with honey out of the stony rock would I have satisfied thee.