Psalms 95

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

Antao hisabo am’ Iehovà; Antao hipoña-peo amy lamilamim-pandrombahan-tikañey.

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

Ntao hiatrek’Aze am-pañandriañañe, antao hirebek’ ama’e an-tsabo.

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

Andrianamboatse jabahinake t’Iehovà, naho Mpanjaka ra’elahy ambone’ ze fanalolahy iaby.

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

Am-pità’e ao o hatsikeokeo’ ty tane toio, Aze ka o lengom-bohitseo.

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

Aze i riakey, ie ty namboatse aze, nitsenèm-pità’e i tane maikey.

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

Mb’etoa, hiambane vaho hitalaho, antao hanongalek’ añatrefa’ Iehovà Mpitsene antikañe.

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!

Amy te ie t’i Andrianañaharentikañe; itika ro ondatim-piandraza’e, naho ty lia-raim-pità’e; Anito, naho janjiñe’ areo i fiarañanaña’ey!

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

Ko mañagàñe arofo, manahake te Meriba añe, tañ’andro’ i Masa am-babangoañ’ añe;

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

Ie nazizin-droae’ areo, naoveove’iareo ndra te nioni’iereo o fitoloñakoo.

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.”

Efa-polo taoñe te nalaiñeko i tariratsey le nanoeko ty hoe: foko miola an-troke, fa tsy apota’ iareo o satakoo;

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

Aa le nifanta ami’ty fifomboko: Toe tsy himoaha’iareo ty fitofàko.