Psalms 95

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

Kom, lad os Juble, for HERREN, råbe af fryd for vor Frelses Klippe,

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

møde med Tak for hans Åsyn, juble i Sang til hans Pris!

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

Thi HERREN er en vældig Gud, en Konge stor over alle Guder;

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

i hans Hånd er Jordens dybder, Bjergenes Tinder er hans;

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

Havet er hans, han har skabt det, det tørre Land har hans Hænder dannet.

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

Kom, lad os bøje os, kaste os ned, knæle for HERREN, vor Skaber!

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.

Thi han er vor Gud, og vi er det Folk, han vogter, den Hjord, han leder. Ak, lytted I dog i Dag til hans Røst:

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

"Forhærder ej eders Hjerte som ved Meriba, som dengang ved Massa i Ørkenen,

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

da eders Fædre fristede mig, prøved mig, skønt de havde set mit Værk.

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."

Jeg væmmedes fyrretyve År ved denne Slægt, og jeg sagde: Det er et Folk med vildfarne Hjerter, de kender ej mine Veje.

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

Så svor jeg da i min Vrede: De skal ikke gå ind til min Hvile!