Psalms 95

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

Bịanụ ka anyị jiri ọṅụ bụkuo Onyenwe anyị abụ; ka anyị tikuo oke nkume nzọpụta anyị mkpu ọṅụ.

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

Ka anyị jiri ekele bịakwute ya jirikwa iti egwu na ịbụ abụ jaa ya mma.

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

Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke dị ukwuu, eze ukwuu kachasị chi niile elu.

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

Ebe niile michasịrị emi nke ụwa dị nʼaka ya, ebe kachasị elu nke ugwu niile bụkwa nke ya.

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

Osimiri niile bụ nke ya, nʼihi na ọ bụ ya kere ha, aka ya kpụrụ ala akọrọ niile.

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

Bịanụ ka anyị kpọọ isiala nʼofufe, ka anyị gbuo ikpere nʼala nʼihu Onyenwe anyị, onye kere anyị;

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,

nʼihi na ọ bụ Chineke anyị anyị bụkwa ndị ọ na-azụ dịka atụrụ, igwe atụrụ ọ na-elekọta anya. Taa, ọ bụrụ na unu anụ olu ya,

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

“Unu emela ka obi unu sie ike dịka unu mere na Meriba, maọbụ dịka unu mere nʼụbọchị ahụ na Masa nʼime ọzara,

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

ebe nna nna unu ha nwara m, nʼagbanyeghị na ha hụrụ ihe niile m mere.

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.”

Iri afọ anọ ka m were iwe megide ọgbọ ahụ; ekwuru m sị, ‘Ndị a bụ ndị obi ha na-akpafu akpafu site nʼebe m nọ, ha amatabeghị ụzọ m niile.’

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

Nʼihi nke a, aṅụrụ m iyi nʼiwe, sị, ‘Ha agaghị abanye nʼizuike m ma ọlị.’”