Sing aloud to God our strength; Raise the harp and strike the drum. Sound the trumpet at the new moon; The appointed feast has come. He removed the burden from our shoulders, Freed our hands from baskets and the load. In distress we cried, and He delivered; From the thunder's secret place He spoke. Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it. Listen, Israel, and walk within My way. No strange god should ever stand among you; I am He who brought you out of Egypt. But the people would not hear His counsel, So He let them follow stubborn plans. Had they listened, foes would soon have fallen, And He would have fed them finest wheat.