Knox Bible

(Alleluia.)

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Praise the Lord, the Lord is gracious; his mercy endures for ever;

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what tongue can recount all the great deeds of the Lord, can echo all his praise?

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Blessed are they who abide ever by his decrees, ever do the right!

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Remember me, Lord, with loving thoughts towards thy people, come and strengthen me with thy aid,

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to witness the prosperity of thy chosen servants, to rejoice with thy people that rejoices, to share the glory of thy own domain.

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We have taken part in our fathers’ sins; we are guilty men, rebels against thee.

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So it was with our fathers in Egypt; unremarked, thy wonderful doings, unremembered, thy abundant mercies; even at the Red Sea they must prove rebellious.

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Yet, for his own honour, to make known his power, he delivered them,

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checking the Red Sea, so that it dried up, and leading them through its depths as safely as if they trod the desert sands.

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From a cruel tyrant’s grasp he rescued them, claimed them for his own;

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and the water overwhelmed their pursuers, till not one of them was left.

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They believed, then, in his promises, sang songs, then, in his honour,

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but soon they forgot what he had done, and could not wait upon his will.

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They must needs give way to their cravings in the wilderness, challenge God’s power, there in the desert,

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till he granted their will, then sent a wasting sickness to plague them.

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Faction raised its head in the camp against Moses, against Aaron, the Lord’s chosen priest;

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and now earth gaped, swallowing up Dathan, overwhelming Abiron and his conspiracy;

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fire broke out in their company, and the rebels perished by its flames.

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They made a calf, too, at Horeb, casting a golden image and worshipping it,

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as if they would exchange the glory that dwelt among them for the semblance of a bullock at grass.

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So little they remembered the God who had delivered them, those portents of his in Egypt,

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strange things seen in the land of Cham, terrible things down by the Red Sea!

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What wonder if he threatened to make an end of them? But Moses, the man of his choice, stood in the breach to confront his anger, to ward off destruction.

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And now they poured scorn on the land of their desire, distrusting his promise;

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and the camp was all disaffection. So the Lord, finding they would not listen to his voice,

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lifted his hand and threatened to smite them down, there in the wilderness;

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they should be lost among the peoples, scattered wide through the world.

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They dedicated themselves to Beelphegor, in honour of the dead gods sat down to feast;

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till their wicked ways roused God’s anger, and a plague fell upon them.

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Nor might the destruction cease, till Phinees rose up and made amends,

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winning himself such title to God’s favour as shall be remembered, age after age, eternally.

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They provoked his anger, too, at the waters of Meriba, so that Moses was punished for their sake;

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because, in his heart’s bitterness, he broke out into open complaint.

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Not theirs to root out the heathen, as the Lord had bidden them;

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they mingled with the heathen instead, and learned their ways;

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worshipping carved images, to their own undoing,

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sacrificing their sons and daughters in honour of devils.

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Innocent blood, the blood of their own sons and daughters, was poured out in worship to the idols of Chanaan; with blood the whole land was polluted,

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so heinous the guilt of its people, so wanton their ways.

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Then God’s anger blazed up against his people, his chosen race became abominable to him,

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and he handed them over to the Gentiles; despised slaves,

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they were oppressed by their enemies, bowed down under the yoke.

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Again and again he brought them deliverance, but ever there were fresh shifts to provoke him, there was fresh guilt to drag them in the dust.

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And still, when he saw their distress, when he heard their appeals to him,

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the thought him of his covenant availed them; in his great mercy he would relent;

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their very captors should be moved to pity.

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Deliver us, O Lord our God, and gather us again, scattered as we are among the heathen, to praise thy holy name, to triumph in thy renown.

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Blessed be the God of Israel from all eternity to all eternity; let all the people cry, Amen, Alleluia.