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! Let us ring out our joy to the Lord, let us merrily shout to our rock of salvation.

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

Before his face let us come with thanks, with songs of praise let us 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 the Lord is a great God, king above all gods.

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

In his hand are the depths of the earth, the heights of the mountains are his.

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

The sea is his, for he made it: the dry land was formed by his hands.

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

Come! Let us worship and bow on our knees to the Lord our creator.

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 are the people he tends, the sheep in his care. If only you would heed his voice today:

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:

‘Do not harden your hearts as at Meribah, or at Massah, that day in the desert,

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

when your ancestors tempted and tried me, though they had seen my deeds.

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.

‘For forty years I was filled with loathing for that generation, so I said: “A people with wandering hearts are they, and ignorant of my ways.”

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

So I solemnly swore to them in my anger, that never would they enter my place of rest.’