Psalms 95

1 Come! Let us ring out our joy to the Lord, let us merrily shout to our rock of salvation.

Miva, mina míatso aseye ɖe Yehowa ŋu, eye míado dzidzɔɣli ɖe míaƒe xɔxɔ ƒe Agakpe la ŋu.

2 Before his face let us come with thanks, with songs of praise let us shout to him.

Mina míado ɖe eŋkume kple akpedada, eye míadoe ɖe dzi to saŋku kple hadzidzi me.

3 For the Lord is a great God, king above all gods.

Elabena Yehowae nye Mawu gã la, eye wònye fiagã si ƒo mawuwo katã ta.

4 In his hand are the depths of the earth, the heights of the mountains are his.

Anyigba ƒe gogloƒewo le eƒe asi me, eye towo ƒe tsutsueƒe ke hã nye etɔ.

5 The sea is his, for he made it: the dry land was formed by his hands.

Atsiaƒu hã nye etɔ, elabena eyae wɔe, eye eƒe asie wɔ anyigba ƒuƒui hã.

6 Come! Let us worship and bow on our knees to the Lord our creator.

Miva, mina míabɔbɔ ade ta agu nɛ, eye mina míadze klo ɖe Yehowa, mía Wɔla la ƒe ŋkume.

7 For he is our God; and we are the people he tends, the sheep in his care. If only you would heed his voice today:

Elabena eyae nye míaƒe Mawu, eye míenye amewo le eƒe lãnyiƒe, kple lãha le eƒe dzikpɔkpɔ te. Egbe, ne miese eƒe gbe la,

8 “Do not harden your hearts as at Meribah, or at Massah, that day in the desert,

migasẽ miaƒe dzi me abe ale si miewɔ le Meriba kple ale si miewɔ gbe ma gbe le Masa le gbea dzi ene o.

9 when your ancestors tempted and tried me, though they had seen my deeds.

Afi mae mia fofowo, togbɔ be wokpɔ nu si mewɔ hã la, wodom kpɔ, eye wotem kpɔ le.

10 “For forty years I was filled with loathing for that generation, so I said: ‘A people with wandering hearts are they, and ignorant of my ways.’

Medo dɔmedzoe ɖe dzidzime ma ŋu ƒe blaene sɔŋ, megblɔ be, “Wonye ame siwo ƒe dzi tra mɔ, eye womenya nye mɔwo o.”

11 So I solemnly swore to them in my anger, that never would they enter my place of rest.”

Ale le nye dɔmedzoe me, meka atam be, “Womayi ɖe nye dzudzɔ la me gbeɖe o.”