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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421445" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Psalm 81</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To God our strength sing loud, and clear,<br>Sing loud to God our King,<br>To Jacobs God, that all may hear<br>Loud acclamations ring.<br>Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song<br>The Timbrel hither bring<br>The cheerfull Psaltry bring along<br>And Harp with pleasant string.<br>Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon<br>With Trumpets lofty sound,   <br>Th'appointed time, the day wheron<br>Our solemn Feast comes round.<br>This was a Statute giv'n of old<br>For Israel to observe<br>A Law of Jacobs God, to hold<br>From whence they might not swerve.<br>This he a Testimony ordain'd<br>In Joseph, not to change,<br>When as he pass'd through Aegypt land;<br>The Tongue I heard, was strange.   <br>From burden, and from slavish toyle<br>I set his shoulder free;<br>His hands from pots, and mirie soyle<br>Deliver'd were by me.<br>When trouble did thee sore assaile,<br>On me then didst thou call,<br>And I to free thee did not faile,<br>And led thee out of thrall.<br>I answer'd thee in *thunder deep  *Be Sether ragnam.<br>With clouds encompass'd round;   <br>I tri'd thee at the water steep<br>Of Meriba renown'd.<br>Hear O my people, heark'n well,<br>I testifie to thee<br>Thou antient flock of Israel,<br>If thou wilt list to mee,<br>Through out the land of thy abode<br>No alien God shall be<br>Nor shalt thou to a forein God<br>In honour bend thy knee.   <br>I am the Lord thy God which brought<br>Thee out of Aegypt land<br>Ask large enough, and I, besought,<br>Will grant thy full demand.<br>And yet my people would not hear,<br>Nor hearken to my voice;<br>And Israel whom I lov'd so dear<br>Mislik'd me for his choice.<br>Then did I leave them to their will<br>And to their wandring mind;   <br>Their own conceits they follow'd still<br>Their own devises blind<br>O that my people would be wise<br>To serve me all their daies,<br>And O that Israel would advise<br>To walk my righteous waies.<br>Then would I soon bring down their foes<br>That now so proudly rise,<br>And turn my hand against all those<br>That are their enemies.   <br>Who hate the Lord should then be fain<br>To bow to him and bend,<br>But they, His should remain,<br>Their time should have no end.<br>And he would free them from the shock<br>With flower of finest wheat,<br>And satisfie them from the rock<br>With Honey for their Meat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Milton">John Milton</a><div class=q>
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Sing loud to God our King,
To Jacobs God, that all may hear
Loud acclamations ring.
Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song
The Timbrel hither bring
The cheerfull Psaltry bring along
And Harp with pleasant string.
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