Psalms 95

1 Come, we sing to YHWH, We shout to the rock of our salvation.

Mujje tuyimbire Mukama; tuyimbire waggulu n’essanyu nga tutendereza Mukama Olwazi olw’obulokozi bwaffe.

2 We come before His face with thanksgiving, We shout to Him with psalms.

Tujje mu maaso ge n’okwebaza; tumuyimbire ennyimba ez’okumutendereza.

3 For YHWH [is] a great God, And a great King over all gods.

Kubanga Mukama ye Katonda Omukulu; era Kabaka Omukulu asinga bakatonda bonna.

4 In whose hand [are] the deep places of earth, And the strong places of hills [are] His.

Enkonko ez’ensi ziri mu mukono gwe; n’entikko z’ensozi nazo zize.

5 Whose is the sea, and He made it, And His hands formed the dry land.

Ennyanja yiye, kubanga ye yagikola; n’emikono gye, gye gyabumba olukalu.

6 Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, We kneel before YHWH our Maker.

Mujje tusinze tuvuuname mu maaso ge; tufukamire mu maaso ga Mukama, Omutonzi waffe.

7 For He [is] our God, and we the people of His pasture, And the flock of His hand, Today, if you listen to His voice,

Kubanga ye Katonda waffe, naffe tuli bantu ab’omu ddundiro lye, era tuli ndiga ze z’alabirira. Olwa leero bwe muwulira eddoboozi lye,

8 Do not harden your heart as [in] Meribah, As [in] the day of Massah in the wilderness,

“Temukakanyaza mitima gyammwe nga bwe kyali e Meriba, ne ku lunaku luli e Maasa mu ddungu;

9 Where your fathers have tried Me, Have proved Me, indeed, have seen My work.

bajjajjammwe gye bangezesa; newaakubadde baali baalaba dda ebyamagero bye nakola.

10 Forty years I am weary of the generation, And I say, “A people erring in heart—they! And they have not known My ways”:

Abantu b’omulembe ogwo ne mbasunguwalira okumala emyaka amakumi ana; ne ŋŋamba nti, ‘Be bantu abakyama mu mutima gwabwe, era tebamanyi makubo gange.’

11 Where I swore in My anger, “If they come into My rest—!”

Kyennava ndayira nga nsunguwadde nti, ‘Tebaliyingira mu kiwummulo kyange.’”