Salme 95

1 Kom, lad os juble for HERREN, raabe af fryd for vor Frelses Klippe,

Oh come, let us sing to Yahweh; let us sing joyfully to the rock of our salvation.

2 møde med Tak for hans Aasyn, juble i Sang til hans Pris!

Let us enter his presence with thanksgiving; let us sing to him with psalms of praise.

3 Thi HERREN er en vældig Gud, en Konge stor over alle Guder;

For Yahweh is a great God and a great King superior to all gods.

4 i hans Haand er Jordens Dybder, Bjergenes Tinder er hans;

In his hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are his.

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

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

6 Kom, lad os bøje os, kaste os ned, knæle for HERREN, vor Skaber!

Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before Yahweh, our Creator:

7 Thi han er vor Gud, og vi er det Folk, han vogter, den Hjord, han leder. Ak, lytted I dog i Dag til hans Røst:

For he is our God, and we are the people of his pasture and the sheep of his hand. Today—oh, that you would hear his voice!

8 »Forhærder ej eders Hjerte som ved Meriba, som dengang ved Massa i Ørkenen,

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

9 da eders Fædre fristede mig, prøved mig, skønt de havde set mit Værk.

where your forefathers tested me and tried me, though they had seen my deeds.

10 Jeg væmmedes fyrretyve Aar ved denne Slægt, og jeg sagde: Det er et Folk med vildfarne Hjerter, de kender ej mine Veje.

For forty years I was angry with that generation and said, 'This is a people whose hearts wander astray; they have not known my ways.'

11 Saa svor jeg da i min Vrede: De skal ikke gaa ind til min Hvile!«

Therefore I vowed in my anger that they would never enter into my resting place.”