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.

Mommra mma yɛnto dwom wɔ anigye so mma Awurade; momma yɛmmɔ ose mma yɛn nkwagye Botan no.

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

Momma yɛmfa aseda mmra nʼanim, na yɛmfa ahosɛpɛw nnwom mma no so.

3 For the Lord is a great God, and a great king over all gods: for the Lord will not cast off his people.

Efisɛ Awurade yɛ Onyankopɔn kɛse, ɔhenkɛse wɔ anyame nyinaa so.

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

Ne nsam na asase mu nneɛma nyinaa wɔ, na mmepɔw mpampam wɔ no.

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

Po wɔ no, ɔno na ɔbɔe, na ne nsa na ɛnwenee asase kesee no.

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

Mommra, mma yɛnkotow nsom no. Momma yemmu nkotodwe wɔ Awurade yɛn Yɛfo no anim!

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

Ɔyɛ yɛn Nyankopɔn; yɛyɛ ne didibea nnipa, ne nguankuw a ɔhwɛ wɔn so. Nnɛ, sɛ mote ne nne a,

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:

mummpirim mo koma sɛnea moyɛɛ wɔ Meriba no, sɛnea moyɛɛ da no wɔ Masa, sare no so no,

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

Ɛhɔ no, mo mpanyimfo sɔɔ no hwɛe, a na wonim nea meyɛ maa wɔn.

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.

Me bo fuw saa nnipa no mfe aduanan na mekae se, “Wɔyɛ nnipa a wɔn koma aman afi me ho, na wɔanhu mʼakwan.”

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

Ɛno nti mekaa ntam wɔ mʼabufuw mu se, “Wɔrenhyɛn mʼahomegye mu da.”