Psalms 95

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

Mommra mma yɛnto dwom wɔ anigye so mma Awurade; momma yɛmmɔ ose mma yɛn nkwagye Botan no.

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

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

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

Efisɛ Awurade yɛ Onyankopɔn kɛse, ɔhenkɛse wɔ anyame nyinaa so.

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

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

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

Po wɔ no, ɔno na ɔbɔe, na ne nsa na ɛnwenee asase kesee no.

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

Mommra, mma yɛnkotow nsom no. Momma yemmu nkotodwe wɔ Awurade yɛn Yɛfo no anim!

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,

Ɔyɛ yɛn Nyankopɔn; yɛyɛ ne didibea nnipa, ne nguankuw a ɔhwɛ wɔn so. Nnɛ, sɛ mote ne nne a,

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

mummpirim mo koma sɛnea moyɛɛ wɔ Meriba no, sɛnea moyɛɛ da no wɔ Masa, sare no so no,

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

Ɛhɔ no, mo mpanyimfo sɔɔ no hwɛe, a na wonim nea meyɛ maa wɔn.

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.”

Me bo fuw saa nnipa no mfe aduanan na mekae se, “Wɔyɛ nnipa a wɔn koma aman afi me ho, na wɔanhu mʼakwan.”

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

Ɛno nti mekaa ntam wɔ mʼabufuw mu se, “Wɔrenhyɛn mʼahomegye mu da.”