Psalms 95

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

The Praise of a Canticle, of David himself. Come, let us exult in the Lord. Let us shout joyfully to God, our Savior.

2 Let’s come before his presence with thanksgiving. Let’s extol him with songs!

Let us anticipate his presence with confession, and let us sing joyfully to him with psalms.

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

For the Lord is a great God and a great King over all gods.

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

For in his hand are all the limits of the earth, and the heights of the mountains are his.

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

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

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

Come, let us adore and fall prostrate, and let us weep before the Lord who made us.

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

For he is the Lord our God, and we are the people of his pasture and the sheep of his hand.

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

If today you hear his voice, harden not your hearts:

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

as in the provocation, according to the day of temptation in the wilderness, where your fathers tempted me; they tested me, though they had seen my works.

10 Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, and said, “They are a people who err in their heart. They have not known my ways.”

For forty years, I was offended by that generation, and I said: These have always strayed in heart.

11 Therefore I swore in my wrath, “They will not enter into my rest.”

And these have not known my ways. So I swore in my wrath: They shall not enter into my rest.