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 anigyeɛ so mma Awurade; momma yɛmmɔ ose mma yɛn nkwagyeɛ 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 ahosɛpɛ nnwom mma no so.

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

Ɛfiri sɛ, Awurade yɛ Onyankopɔn kɛseɛ, ɔhenkɛseɛ 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 mmepɔ mpampam wɔ no.

5 The sea is His, for 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 O come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD 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, the sheep under His care. Today, if you hear His voice,

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

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

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

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

Ɛhɔ no, mo mpanimfoɔ sɔɔ me hwɛeɛ, a na wɔnim deɛ 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 fuu saa nnipa no mfeɛ aduanan na mekaa sɛ, “Wɔyɛ nnipa a wɔn akoma amane afiri me ho, na wɔanhunu mʼakwan.”

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

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