Psalms 95

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

O come, let us sing unto YHWH: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.

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 unto him with psalms.

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

For YHWH is a great El, and a great King above all elohim.

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

In his hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills is his also.

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

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

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

O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before YHWH our maker.

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 Elohim; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. To day if ye will hear his voice,

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

Harden not your heart, as in the provocation, and as in the day of temptation in the wilderness:

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

When your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my work.

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 long was I grieved with this generation, and said, It is a people that do 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."

Unto whom I sware in my wrath that they should not enter into my rest.