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.

Come, we sing to Jehovah, We shout to the rock of our salvation.

2 Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise to him with psalms.

We come before His face with thanksgiving, With psalms we shout to Him.

3 For the Lord is a great God, and a great king over all gods: for the Lord will not cast off his people.

For a great God [is] Jehovah, And a great king over all gods.

4 For the ends of the earth are in his hands; and the heights of the mountains are his.

In whose hand [are] the deep places of earth, And the strong places of hills [are] His.

5 For the sea is his, and he made it: and is hands formed the dry land.

Whose is the sea, and He made it, And His hands formed the dry land.

6 Come, let us worship and fall down before him; and weep before the Lord that made us.

Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, We kneel before Jehovah our Maker.

7 For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.

For He [is] our God, and we the people of His pasture, And the flock of His hand, To-day, if to His voice ye hearken,

8 To-day, if you will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, according to the day of irritation in the wilderness:

Harden not your heart as [in] Meribah, As [in] the day of Massah in the wilderness,

9 where your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my works.

Where your fathers have tried Me, Have proved Me, yea, have seen My work.

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.

Forty years I am weary of the generation, And I say, 'A people erring in heart — they! And they have not known My ways:'

11 So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest.

Where I sware in Mine anger, 'If they come in unto My rest —!'