Psalms 95
1 O come, let us sing unto the LORD; let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation.
Bịanụ ka anyị jiri ọṅụ bụkuo Onyenwe anyị abụ; ka anyị tikuo oke nkume nzọpụta anyị mkpu ọṅụ.
2 Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving, let us shout for joy unto Him with psalms.
Ka anyị jiri ekele bịakwute ya jirikwa iti egwu na ịbụ abụ jaa ya mma.
3 For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods;
Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke dị ukwuu, eze ukwuu kachasị chi niile elu.
4 In whose hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are His also.
Ebe niile michasịrị emi nke ụwa dị nʼaka ya, ebe kachasị elu nke ugwu niile bụkwa nke ya.
5 The sea is His, and He made it; and His hands formed the dry land.
Osimiri niile bụ nke ya, nʼihi na ọ bụ ya kere ha, aka ya kpụrụ ala akọrọ niile.
6 O come, let us bow down and bend the knee; let us kneel before the LORD our Maker;
Bịanụ ka anyị kpọọ isiala nʼofufe, ka anyị gbuo ikpere nʼala nʼihu Onyenwe anyị, onye kere anyị;
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!
nʼihi na ọ bụ Chineke anyị anyị bụkwa ndị ọ na-azụ dịka atụrụ, igwe atụrụ ọ na-elekọta anya. Taa, ọ bụrụ na unu anụ olu ya,
8 'Harden not your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness;
“Unu emela ka obi unu sie ike dịka unu mere na Meriba, maọbụ dịka unu mere nʼụbọchị ahụ na Masa nʼime ọzara,
9 When your fathers tried Me, proved Me, even though they saw My work.
ebe nna nna unu ha nwara m, nʼagbanyeghị na ha hụrụ ihe niile m mere.
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;
Iri afọ anọ ka m were iwe megide ọgbọ ahụ; ekwuru m sị, ‘Ndị a bụ ndị obi ha na-akpafu akpafu site nʼebe m nọ, ha amatabeghị ụzọ m niile.’
11 Wherefore I swore in My wrath, that they should not enter into My rest.'
Nʼihi nke a, aṅụrụ m iyi nʼiwe, sị, ‘Ha agaghị abanye nʼizuike m ma ọlị.’”
