Psalms 95

1 Oh come, let us sing unto Jehovah; Let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.

Mommra mma yɛnto dwom wɔ anigyeɛ so mma Awurade; momma yɛmmɔ ose mma yɛn nkwagyeɛ Botan no.

2 Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving; Let us make a joyful noise unto him with psalms.

Momma yɛmfa aseda mmra nʼanim, na yɛmfa ahosɛpɛ nnwom mma no so.

3 For Jehovah is a great God, And a great King above all gods.

Ɛfiri sɛ, Awurade yɛ Onyankopɔn kɛseɛ, ɔhenkɛseɛ wɔ anyame nyinaa so.

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

Ne nsam na asase mu nneɛma nyinaa wɔ, na mmepɔ mpampam wɔ no.

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

Ɛpo wɔ no. Ɔno na ɔbɔeɛ, na ne nsa na ɛnwonoo asase kesee no.

6 Oh come, let us worship and bow down; Let us kneel before Jehovah our Maker:

Mommra mma yɛnkoto nsom no. Momma yɛmmu nkotodwe wɔ Awurade yɛn Yɛfoɔ no anim!

7 For he is our God, And we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. To-day, oh that ye would hear his voice!

Ɔyɛ yɛn Onyankopɔn; yɛyɛ nʼadidibea nnipa, ne nnwankuo a ɔhwɛ wɔn so. Ɛnnɛ, sɛ mote ne nne a,

8 Harden not your heart, as at Meribah, As in the day of Massah in the wilderness;

mommpirim mo akoma sɛdeɛ moyɛɛ wɔ Meriba no, sɛdeɛ moyɛɛ da no wɔ Masa, ɛserɛ no so no,

9 When your fathers tempted me, Proved me, and saw my work.

Ɛhɔ no, mo mpanimfoɔ sɔɔ me hwɛeɛ, a na wɔnim deɛ meyɛ maa wɔn.

10 Forty years long was I grieved with [that] generation, And said, It is a people that do err in their heart, And they have not known my ways:

Me bo fuu saa nnipa no mfeɛ aduanan na mekaa sɛ, “Wɔyɛ nnipa a wɔn akoma amane afiri me ho, na wɔanhunu mʼakwan.”

11 Wherefore I sware in my wrath, That they should not enter into my rest.

Ɛno enti mekaa ntam wɔ mʼabufuo mu sɛ, “Wɔrenhyɛne mʼahomegyeɛ mu da.”