Psalms 95

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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,

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

8 Do not harden your heart as [in] Meribah, As [in] the day of Massah 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 have tried Me, Have proved Me, indeed, have seen My work.

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

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”:

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

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

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