Psalms 95

1 O come, let us sing unto the LORD; let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation.

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, let us shout for joy unto 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 In whose hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are His also.

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

5 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 O come, let us bow down and bend the knee; let us kneel before the LORD our Maker;

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

7 For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture, and the flock of His hand. To-day, if ye would but hearken to His voice!

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 'Harden not your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness;

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

9 When your fathers tried Me, proved Me, even though they saw My work.

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

10 For forty years was I wearied with that generation, and said: It is a people that do err in their heart, and they have not known My ways;

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

11 Wherefore I swore in My wrath, that they should not enter into My rest.'

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