1 Shout ye for joy, unto God our strength, Sound the note of triumph, to the God of Jacob; 2 Raise a melody, and strike the timbrel, The lyre so sweet, with the harp: 3 Blow, at the new moon, the horn, At the full moon, for the day of our sacred festival: 4 For, a statute to Israel, it is, A regulation, by the God of Jacob; 5 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;
6 I took away, from the burden, his shoulder, his hands, from the clay, were set free. 7 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. 8 Hear, O my people, and I will adjure thee, O Israel, if thou wilt hearken unto me! 9 There shall not be, within thee, a foreign GOD, - Neither shalt thou bow down to a strange GOD: 10 I, Yahweh, am thy God, Who brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, - Open wide thy mouth, that I may fill it.
11 But my people, hearkened not, unto my voice, Even, Israel, inclined not unto me. 12 So then I let them go on in the stubbornness of their own heart, - They might walk in their own counsels! 13 If, my people, were hearkening unto me, If, Israel, in my ways, would walk, 14 Right soon, their foes, would I subdue, And, against their adversaries, would I turn my hand: 15 The haters of Yahweh, should come cringing unto him, Then let their own good time be age-abiding! 16 Then would he feed them from the marrow of the wheat, Yea, out of the rock - with honey, would I satisfy thee.