Psalms 95

1 Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD; let us shout to the Rock of our salvation!

Come ye, make we ful out ioie to the Lord; hertli synge we to God, oure heelthe.

2 Let us enter His presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to Him in song.

Bifore ocupie we his face in knowleching; and hertli synge we to him in salmes.

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

For God is a greet Lord, and a greet king aboue alle goddis; for the Lord schal not putte awei his puple.

4 In His hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to Him.

For alle the endis of erthe ben in his hond; and the hiynesses of hillis ben hise.

5 The sea is His, for He made it, and His hands formed the dry land.

For the see is his, and he made it; and hise hondis formeden the drie lond.

6 O come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD our Maker.

Come ye, herie we, and falle we doun bifore God, wepe we bifore the Lord that made vs;

7 For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture, the sheep under His care. Today, if you hear His voice,

for he is oure Lord God. And we ben the puple of his lesewe; and the scheep of his hond.

8 do not harden your hearts as you did at Meribah, in the day at Massah in the wilderness,

If ye han herd his vois to dai; nyle ye make hard youre hertis.

9 where your fathers tested and tried Me, though they had seen My work.

As in the terryng to wraththe; bi the dai of temptacioun in desert. Where youre fadris temptiden me; thei preueden and sien my werkis.

10 For forty years I was angry with that generation, and I said, “They are a people whose hearts go astray, and they have not known My ways.”

Fourti yeer I was offendid to this generacioun; and Y seide, Euere thei erren in herte.

11 So I swore on oath in My anger, “They shall never enter My rest.”

And these men knewen not my weies; to whiche Y swoor in myn ire, thei schulen not entre in to my reste.