The Eleventh Sunday after Pentecost | August 8th, 2021
Give ear, O heavens, and I will speak. Let the earth hear the sayings from my mouth. 2 Let my teaching drop down like rain, and let my sayings distill like dew, like raindrops on grass, like showers on green plants. 3 Yes, I will proclaim the name of the LORD. Ascribe greatness to our God. 4 He is the Rock! Perfect is his work. Indeed all of his ways are justice. He is a faithful God. He does no wrong. Righteous and upright is he. 5 Israel acted corruptly against him. They are not his children. That is their fault. They are a twisted and crooked generation. 6 Is this how you repay the LORD, you foolish people, who are not wise? Is he not your father, who created you, who made you and established you? 7 Remember the days of the distant past. Consider the years of many generations. Ask your father and he will tell you about it. Ask your elders and they will describe it to you. 8 When the Most High gave the nations their inheritance, when he separated the children of Adam, he established the boundaries for peoples according to the number of the sons of Israel. 9 But the allotment for the LORD is his people. Jacob is the territory that is his possession.