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.
Angzo oh, Angraeng khaeah anghoehaih laa to sah o si; aicae pahlonghaih lungsong khaeah anghoehaih hoiah hang o si.
2 Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise to him with psalms.
Kawnhaih lokthuih hoiah a hmaa ah caeh o si loe, anih khaeah anghoehaih laa to sah o si.
3 For the Lord is a great God, and a great king over all gods: for the Lord will not cast off his people.
Angraeng loe lensawk Sithaw ah oh moe, sithawnawk boih nuiah Kalen koek Siangpahrang ah oh.
4 For the ends of the earth are in his hands; and the heights of the mountains are his.
Kathuk long ahmuennawk loe anih ban ah oh; mae sangnawk doeh anih ih ni.
5 For the sea is his, and he made it: and is hands formed the dry land.
Anih mah tuipuinawk to sak pongah, angmah ih hmuen ah oh; saoeng doeh a ban hoiah ni sak.
6 Come, let us worship and fall down before him; and weep before the Lord that made us.
Angzo oh, akuephaih hoiah bok o si; aicae sahkung Angraeng hmaa ah cangkrawn o si.
7 For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
Anih loe aicae ih Sithaw ah oh; aicae loe angmah ih kasai qam ahmuen ah kaom kami, a ban thungah kaom tuu ah a oh o. Vaihniah a lok to na thaih o nahaeloe,
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:
palungphui han tavet o nathuem ih baktih, praezaek ah raihaih tong naah tanoek ih baktiah, palung thah o sak hmah,
9 where your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my works.
nam panawk mah kai ang tanoek o naah, ka sak ih hmuen to nihcae mah hnuk o, toe nihcae mah kai ang tanoek o.
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.
Saning qui palito thung nihcae nuiah palung ka phui, Hae kaminawk loe poek amro kami, ka caehhaih loklam panoek ai kami ah oh o, tiah ka thuih.
11 So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest.
To pongah palung ka phuihaih hoiah nihcae khaeah, Nangcae loe kang hakhaih ahmuen thungah na kun o thai mak ai, tiah lok ka thuih.
