Salme 95

1 Kommer, lader os synge med Fryd for Herren, lader os raabe af Glæde for vor Frelses Klippe!

Oh come, let's sing to the LORD. Let's shout aloud to the rock of our salvation.

2 Lader os komme frem for hans Ansigt med Tak, lader os raabe af Glæde for ham med Psalmer!

Let's come before his presence with thanksgiving. Let's extol him with songs.

3 Thi Herren er en stor Gud, ja, en stor Konge over alle Guder.

For the LORD is a great God, a great King above all gods.

4 I hans Haand ere Jordens Dybder, og Bjergenes Højder høre ham til.

In his hand are the deep places of the earth. The heights of the mountains are also his.

5 Havet er hans, og han har skabt det, og hans Hænder have dannet det tørre Land.

The sea is his, and he made it. His hands formed the dry land.

6 Kommer, lader os tilbede og nedbøje os, lader os bøje Knæ for Herren, vor Skabers Ansigt!

Oh come, let's worship and bow down. Let's kneel before the LORD, our Maker,

7 Thi han er vor Gud, og vi ere det Folk, han føder, og den Hjord, hans Haand leder: Vilde I dog i Dag høre hans Røst!

for he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep in his care. Today, if you would hear his voice.

8 Forhærder ikke eders Hjerte, som ved Meriba, som paa den Dag ved Massa udi Ørken,

Do not harden your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness,

9 hvor eders Fædre fristede mig; de prøvede mig, og de saa min Gerning.

when your fathers tempted me, tested me, and saw my work.

10 Fyrretyve Aar kededes jeg ved den Slægt og sagde: De ere et Folk, som farer vild med Hjertet, de kendte ikke mine Veje,

For forty years I loathed that generation, and said, "It is a people who go astray in their heart, and they do not know my ways."

11 saa at jeg svor i min Vrede: De skulle ikke komme til min Hvile!

Therefore I swore in my wrath, "They won't enter into my rest."