7 When trouble did thee sore as

assail, On me then didst thou call, And I to free thee did not fail,

And led thee out of thrall.

I answer'd thee in thunder deep,

With clouds encompass'd round ;
I try'd thee at the water steep

Of Meriba renown'd.

8 Hear, O my people, hearken well,

I testify to thee,
Thou ancient stock of Israel,

If thou wilt list to me:

9 Throughout the land of thy abode

No alien god shall be,
Nor shalt thou to a foreign god

In honour bend thy knee.

10 I am the Lord thy God, which brought

Thee out of Egypt land ;
Ask large enough, and I, besought,

Will grant thy full demand.

11 And yet my people would not hear,
Nor hearken to my

voice;
And Israel, whom I loved so dear,

Misliked me for his choice.

12 Then did I leave them to their will,

And to their wandering mind; Their own conceits they follow'd still,

Their own devices blind.

13 Oh, that my people would be wise,

To serve me all their days !
And oh, that Israel would advise,

To walk my righteous ways !

14 Then would I soon bring down their foes,

That now so proudly rise ;
And turn my hand against all those

That are their enemies.

15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain

To bow to him and bend ;
But they, his people, should remain,

Their time should have no end.

16 And he would feed them from the shock

With flour of finest wheat,
And satisfy them from the rock

With honey for their meat.

PSALM LXXXII.

1 God in the great assembly stands

Of kings and lordly states ;
Among the gods on both his hands,

He judges and debates.

2 How long will ye pervert the right

With judgment false and wrong,
Favouring the wicked by your might,
Who thence

grow

bold and strong ?

3 Regard the weak and fatherless, Despatch the

poor

man's cause : And raise the man in deep distress

By just and equal laws.

4 Defend the

poor

and desolate, And rescue, from the hands Of wicked men, the low estate

Of him that help demands.

5 They know not, nor will understand,

In darkness they walk on;
The earth's foundations all are moved,
And out of order

gone.

6 I said that ye were gods, yea, all

The sons of God Most High ; 7 But

ye

shall die like men, and fall As other princes die.

8 Rise, God; judge thou the earth in might,

This wicked earth redress ;
For thou art he who shalt, by right,

The nations all possess.

PSALM LXXXIII.

1 Be not thou silent now at length,

O God, hold not thy peace :
Sit thou not still, O God of strength,
We
cry,

and do not cease.

2 For lo, thy furious foes now swell,

And storm outrageously ; And they that hate thee, proud and fell,

Exalt their heads full high.

Against thy people they contrive

Their plots and counsels deep;
Them to ensnare they chiefly strive,

Whom thou dost hide and keep.

4 Come, let us cut them off, say they,

Till they no nation be ;
That Israel's name for ever may

Be lost in memory.

5 For they consult with all their might,

And all, as one in mind,
Themselves against thee they unite,

And in firm union bind.

6 The tents of Edom, and the brood

Of scornful Ishmael,
Moab, with them of Hagar's blood

That in the desert dwell.

7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire,

And hateful Amalec,
The Philistines, and they of Tyre,

Whose bounds the sea doth check.

8 With them great Ashur also bands,

And doth confirm the knot ;
All these have lent their armed hands

To aid the sons of Lot.

9 Do to them as to Midian bold,

That wasted all the coast ;
To Sisera; and, as is told,

Thou didst to Jabin's host,

When, at the brook of Kishon old,

They were repulsed and slain, 10 At Endor quite cut off, and rollid

As dung upon the plain.

11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped,

So let their princes speed;
As Zeba and Zalmunna bled,

So let their princes bleed.

12 For they amidst their pride have said,

By right now shall we seize
God's houses, and will now invade

Their stately palaces.

13 My God, oh make them as a wheel,

No quiet let them find;
Giddy and restless let them reel,

Like stubble from the wind.

14 As when an aged wood takes fire

Which on a sudden strays,
The greedy flame runs higher and higher,

Till all the mountains blaze ;

15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue,

And with thy tempest chase ; 16 And, till they yield thee honour due,

Lord, fill with shame their face.

17 Ashamed, and troubled, let them be,

Troubled, and shamed for ever ;
Ever confounded, and so die

With shame, and ’scape it never.

18 Then shall they know, that thou, whose name,

Jehovah, is alone,
Art the Most High, and thou, the same

O’er all the earth, art One.