Study Desk

Shout ye for joy, unto God our strength, Sound the note of triumph, to the God of Jacob;

Raise a melody, and strike the timbrel, The lyre so sweet, with the harp:

Blow, at the new moon, the horn, At the full moon, for the day of our sacred festival:

For, a statute to Israel, it is, A regulation, by the God of Jacob;

A testimony in Joseph, he appointed it, When he went forth over the land of Egypt: A language I liked not, used I to hear;

I took away, from the burden, his shoulder, his hands, from the clay, were set free.

In distress, thou didst cry, and I delivered thee, - I answered thee, within a hiding-place of thunder, I proved thee by the waters of Meribah. Selah.

Hear, O my people, and I will adjure thee, O Israel, if thou wilt hearken unto me!

There shall not be, within thee, a foreign GOD, - Neither shalt thou bow down to a strange GOD:

I, Yahweh, am thy God, Who brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, - Open wide thy mouth, that I may fill it.

But my people, hearkened not, unto my voice, Even, Israel, inclined not unto me.

So then I let them go on in the stubbornness of their own heart, - They might walk in their own counsels!

If, my people, were hearkening unto me, If, Israel, in my ways, would walk,

Right soon, their foes, would I subdue, And, against their adversaries, would I turn my hand:

The haters of Yahweh, should come cringing unto him, Then let their own good time be age-abiding!

Then would he feed them from the marrow of the wheat, Yea, out of the rock - with honey, would I satisfy thee.