Psalms 95

1 Come let us praise the Lord with joy: let us joyfully sing to God our saviour.

Kommer, lader os synge med Fryd for Herren, lader os raabe af Glæde for vor Frelses Klippe!

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

Lader os komme frem for hans Ansigt med Tak, lader os raabe af Glæde for ham med Psalmer!

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

Thi Herren er en stor Gud, ja, en stor Konge over alle Guder.

4 For in his hand are all the ends of the earth: and the heights of the mountains are his.

I hans Haand ere Jordens Dybder, og Bjergenes Højder høre ham til.

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

Havet er hans, og han har skabt det, og hans Hænder have dannet det tørre Land.

6 Come let us adore and fall down: and weep before the Lord that made us.

Kommer, lader os tilbede og nedbøje os, lader os bøje Knæ for Herren, vor Skabers Ansigt!

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

Thi han er vor Gud, og vi ere det Folk, han føder, og den Hjord, hans Haand leder: Vilde I dog i Dag høre hans Røst!

8 Today if you shall hear his voice, harden not your hearts:

Forhærder ikke eders Hjerte, som ved Meriba, som paa den Dag ved Massa udi Ørken,

9 As in the provocation, according to the day of temptation in the wilderness: where your fathers tempted me, they proved me, and saw my works.

hvor eders Fædre fristede mig; de prøvede mig, og de saa min Gerning.

10 Forty years long was I offended with that generation, and I said: These always err in heart.

Fyrretyve Aar kededes jeg ved den Slægt og sagde: De ere et Folk, som farer vild med Hjertet, de kendte ikke mine Veje,

11 And these men have not known my ways: so I swore in my wrath that they shall not enter into my rest.

saa at jeg svor i min Vrede: De skulle ikke komme til min Hvile!