Psalms 100

1 A Melody for Thanksgiving. Make a joyful noise to Yahweh, all the earth:

ψαλμὸς εἰς ἐξομολόγησιν ἀλαλάξατε τῷ κυρίῳ πᾶσα ἡ γῆ

2 Serve Yahweh with rejoicing, Enter before him, with shouts of triumph.

δουλεύσατε τῷ κυρίῳ ἐν εὐφροσύνῃ εἰσέλθατε ἐνώπιον αὐτοῦ ἐν ἀγαλλιάσει

3 Know that, Yahweh, he, is God, —He, made us, and not, we ourselves, His people, and the flock of his pasture.

γνῶτε ὅτι κύριος αὐτός ἐστιν ὁ θεός αὐτὸς ἐποίησεν ἡμᾶς καὶ οὐχ ἡμεῖς λαὸς αὐτοῦ καὶ πρόβατα τῆς νομῆς αὐτοῦ

4 Enter ye his gates, with thanksgiving, his courts, with praise, Give ye thanks to him, bless ye his Name;

εἰσέλθατε εἰς τὰς πύλας αὐτοῦ ἐν ἐξομολογήσει εἰς τὰς αὐλὰς αὐτοῦ ἐν ὕμνοις ἐξομολογεῖσθε αὐτῷ αἰνεῖτε τὸ ὄνομα αὐτοῦ

5 For good is Yahweh, Age-abiding is his lovingkindness, And, unto generation after generation, his faithfulness.

ὅτι χρηστὸς κύριος εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα τὸ ἔλεος αὐτοῦ καὶ ἕως γενεᾶς καὶ γενεᾶς ἡ ἀλήθεια αὐτοῦ