Knox Bible

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(A maskil. Of Asaph.)
Listen, my people, to this testament of mine, do not turn a deaf ear to the words I utter;

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I speak to you with mysteries for my theme, read the riddles of long ago.

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It is a story often heard, well known among us; have not our fathers told it to us?

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And shall we keep it back from their children, from the generation which follows? Speak we of God’s praise, of his great power, of the wonderful deeds he did.

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He gave Jacob a rule to live by, framed for Israel a law, commanding our fathers to hand on the message,

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so that a new generation might learn it; sons would be born to take their place, and teach it to their own sons after them.

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They were to put their trust in God, ever remembering his divine dealings with them, ever loyal to his commands;

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they were not to be like their fathers, a stubborn and defiant breed, a generation of false aims, of a spirit that broke faith with God.

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So it was that the sons of Ephraim, bow in hand,✻ were routed in the day of battle.

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They were false to God’s covenant, refused to follow his law,

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as if they had forgotten all his mercies, all those wonderful deeds of his they had witnessed.

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Had not their fathers seen wonders enough in Egypt, on the plains of Tanis,

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when he parted the sea to let them pass through it, making its waters stand firm as a mound of earth;

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when he led them with a cloud by day, with glowing fire all through the night?

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He pierced the rock, too, in the desert, and slaked their thirst as if from some deep pool,

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bidding the very stones yield water, till fountains gushed from them, abundant as rivers.

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And still they went on offending him, there in the wilderness, rebelling against the most High,

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challenging God in their thoughts to give them the food they craved for.

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Defiantly they asked, Can God spread a table for us in the wilderness?

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True, he smote the rock, and made water flow from it, till the stream ran in flood, but can he give bread too, and provide meat for his people?

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All this the Lord heard, and his indignation blazed out; its mounting fires Jacob had fed, its fury must break on Israel.

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What, had they no faith in God, no trust in his power to save?

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He laid his command upon the clouds above them, threw open the doors of heaven,

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and rained down manna for them to eat. The bread of heaven was his gift to them;

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man should eat the food of angels,✻ and so their want should be supplied abundantly.

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Next, he summoned his east wind from the sky: it was his power brought the southern gale,

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raining down meat on them thick as dust, birds on the wing, plentiful as the sea-sand.

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Into their very camp it fell, close about their tents;

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and they ate, and took their fill. All they asked, he granted them;

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and now, their craving still unsatisfied, while the food was yet in their mouths,

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God’s anger against them reached its height, and slew their lordliest, brought them low, all the flower of Israel.

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Yet, with all this, they continued to offend him; all his wonderful deeds left them faithless still.

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And ever he took away their lives untimely, hurried their days to an end.

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When he threatened them with death, they would search after him, feel their need of God once more;

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they would remind themselves that it was God who had protected them, his almighty power that had delivered them.

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But still they were lying lips, they were false tongues that spoke to him;

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their hearts were not true to him, no loyalty bound them to his covenant.

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Yet, such is his mercy, he would still pardon their faults, and spare them from destruction; again and again he curbed his indignation, to his vengeance would not give place.

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He would not forget that they were flesh and blood, no better than a breath of wind, that passes by and never returns.

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How often the desert saw them in revolt against him, how often, in those solitudes, they defied his anger!

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Always new challenges to God’s power, new rebellions against the Holy One of Israel.

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Had they forgotten all he did for them, that day when he set them free from the power of their oppressor,

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all those miracles among the men of Egypt, those portents in the plain of Tanis,

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when he turned all their streams, all their channels into blood, so that they could not drink?

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He sent out flies, to their ruin, frogs to bring devastation on them,

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gave all their harvest over to the caterpillar, their tillage to the locust,

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sent hail on their vineyards, frost on their mulberry-trees,

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let the hail have its way with their cattle, the lightning with their flocks.

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He let his anger loose on them in all its vehemence; what rage, what fury, what havoc, as the angels of destruction thronged about them!

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So, the way made ready for his vengeance, he took toll of their lives, doomed even their cattle to the pestilence;

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on every first-born creature in Egypt, on the first-fruits of increase in all the dwellings of Cham, his stroke fell.

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Then, like a shepherd, he set his own people on their way, led them, his own flock, through the wilderness;

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guided them in safety, free from all alarm, while the sea closed over their enemy.

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So he brought them to that holy land of his, the mountain slopes he took, with his own right hand for title; so he drove out the heathen at their onset, parcelled out the land to them by lot, to each his own inheritance,

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bidding the tribes of Israel dwell where the heathen had dwelt before them.

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These were the men who defied the most high God, and rebelled against him; would not observe his decrees,

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but turned away and broke faith with him as their fathers had done, like a bow that plays the archer false;

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made mountain shrines, to court his anger, carved images, to awake his jealousy!

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The Lord heard the bruit of it, and burned with anger, cast Israel away in bitter scorn;

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he forsook his tabernacle in Silo, that tabernacle where once he dwelt among men.

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Plunder, now, in the enemy’s hands, the ark that is shrine of his strength and majesty;

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he would leave his people at the mercy of the sword, disdain his own inheritance.

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Their young men fed the flames, and the maidens must go unwed;

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their priests fell by the sword, and never a widow left to mourn for them.

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Then suddenly, like a man that wakes up from sleep, like some warrior that lay, till now, bemused with wine, the Lord roused himself;

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he smote his enemies as they turned to flee,✻ branded them for ever with shame.

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But he refused, now, to make his dwelling with Joseph, it was not the tribe of Ephraim he would choose;

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he chose the tribe of Juda, and the hill of Sion, there to bestow his love.

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And there he built his sanctuary, immovable as heaven or earth, his own unchanging handiwork.

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He chose David, too, for his servant; took him away from herding the sheep; bade him leave off following the ewes that were in milk,

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and be the shepherd of Jacob’s sons, his own people, of Israel, his own domain.

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His was the loyal heart that should tend them, his the skilful hand that should be their guide.