Psalms 95

1 Oh come, let's sing to the LORD. Let's shout aloud to the rock of our salvation.

The praise of a Song by David. Come, let us exult in the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to God our Saviour.

2 Let's come before his presence with thanksgiving. Let's extol him with songs.

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

3 For the LORD is a great God, a great King above all gods.

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

4 In his hand are the deep places of the earth. The heights of the mountains are also his.

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

5 The sea is his, and he made it. His hands formed the dry land.

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

6 Oh come, let's worship and bow down. Let's kneel before the LORD, our Maker,

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

7 for he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep in his care. Today, if you would hear his voice.

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

8 Do not harden your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness,

To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, according to the day of irritation in the wilderness:

9 when your fathers tempted me, tested me, and saw my work.

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

10 For forty years I loathed that generation, and said, "It is a people who go astray in their heart, and they do not know my ways."

Forty years was I grieved with this generation, and said, They do always err in their heart, and they have not known my ways.

11 Therefore I swore in my wrath, "They won't enter into my rest."

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