⁰To the choirmaster, on the Gittith, of Asaph.

¹Ring out for joy to God our strength; shout to the God of Jacob.

²Lift up a melody and set the tambourine, the pleasant lyre with the harp.

³Blow the horn at the new moon, at the full moon, for the day of our festival.

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

⁵He set it as a testimony in Joseph when he went out over the land of Egypt; I heard a language I did not know.

⁶I removed the burden from his shoulder; his palms passed away from the basket.

⁷In distress you called and I pulled you free; I answered you in the hiding place of thunder; I tested you at the waters of Meribah. Selah.

⁸Hear, my people, and let me warn you; O Israel, if only you would listen to me!

⁹There shall not be a strange god among you, and you shall not bow down to a foreign god.

¹⁰I am Yahweh your God, who brought you up from the land of Egypt; open wide your mouth, and I will fill it.

¹¹But my people did not listen to my voice, and Israel was not willing toward me.

¹²So I sent them away in the stubbornness of their heart, to walk in their own schemes.

¹³If only my people would listen to me, if Israel would walk in my ways!

¹⁴In a little while I would subdue their enemies, and turn my hand against their opponents.

¹⁵Those who hate Yahweh will cringe to him, and their time will be forever.

¹⁶And he fed him with the best of the wheat, and with honey from the rock I would satisfy you.