Salme 95

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

Come, we sing to Jehovah, We shout to the rock of our salvation.

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

We come before His face with thanksgiving, With psalms we shout to Him.

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

For a great God [is] Jehovah, And a great king over all gods.

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

In whose hand [are] the deep places of earth, And the strong places of hills [are] His.

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

Whose is the sea, and He made it, And His hands formed the dry land.

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

Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, We kneel before Jehovah our Maker.

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 the people of His pasture, And the flock of His hand, To-day, if to His voice ye hearken,

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

Harden not your heart as [in] Meribah, As [in] the day of Massah in the wilderness,

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

Where your fathers have tried Me, Have proved Me, yea, have seen My work.

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

Forty years I am weary of the generation, And I say, 'A people erring in heart — they! And they have not known My ways:'

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

Where I sware in Mine anger, 'If they come in unto My rest —!'