Psalms 95
1 The praise of a Song by David. Come, let us exult in the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to God our Saviour.
Haʻu, ketau hiva kia Sihova: ketau kalanga ʻi he fiefia ki he maka ʻo ʻetau moʻui.
2 Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise to him with psalms.
Ketau haʻu ki hono ʻao mo e fakafetaʻi, mo kalanga ʻi he fiefia kiate ia ʻaki ʻae ngaahi saame.
3 For the Lord is a great God, and a great king over all gods: for the Lord will not cast off his people.
He ko Sihova ko e ʻOtua lahi, pea ko e Tuʻi lahi hake ia ʻi he ngaahi ʻotua kotoa pē.
4 For the ends of the earth are in his hands; and the heights of the mountains are his.
ʻOku ʻi hono nima ʻae ngaahi potu māʻulalo ʻo māmani: ko e mālohi ʻoe ngaahi moʻunga ʻoku ʻoʻona foki.
5 For the sea is his, and he made it: and is hands formed the dry land.
ʻOku ʻoʻona ʻae tahi, he naʻa ne ngaohi ia: pea naʻe ngaohi ʻe hono nima ʻae fonua mōmoa.
6 Come, let us worship and fall down before him; and weep before the Lord that made us.
Haʻu, ketau lotu mo punou: ketau tūʻulutui ʻi he ʻao ʻo Sihova ko hotau tupuʻanga.
7 For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
He ko hotau ʻOtua ia; pea ko e kakai ʻakitautolu ʻo ʻene ngoue, mo e fanga sipi ʻa hono nima. Ko e ʻaho ni, ʻo kapau te mou fanongo ki hono leʻo,
8 To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, according to the day of irritation in the wilderness:
“ʻOua naʻa mou fakafefeka homou loto, ʻo hangē ko ia ʻi he fakahouhau lahi, pea ʻi he ʻaho ʻoe ʻahiʻahi ʻi he toafa:
9 where your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my works.
ʻAia naʻe ʻahiʻahiʻi au ʻe hoʻomou ngaahi tamai, pea nau ʻahiʻahi kiate au, ʻonau mamata ki heʻeku ngāue.
10 Forty years was I grieved with this generation, and said, They do always err in their heart, and they have not known my ways.
Naʻaku fehiʻa ki he toʻutangata ko ia ʻi he taʻu ʻe fāngofulu, pea naʻaku pehē, ‘Ko e kakai eni ʻoku hē ʻi honau loto, pea ʻoku ʻikai te nau ʻilo hoku ngaahi hala:
11 So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest.
Pea ne u fuakava kiate kinautolu ʻi hoku houhau, ‘ʻE ʻikai tenau hū ki hoku mālōlōʻanga.’”
