< Psalms 95 >
1 Come, let us make a joyful noise to Yahweh, Let us shout in triumph, to the rock of our salvation!
Dođite, kličimo Jahvi, uzvikujmo Hridi, Spasitelju svome!
2 O let us come before his face with thanksgiving, With the sounds of strings, let us shout aloud to him.
Pred lice mu stupimo s hvalama, kličimo mu u pjesmama!
3 For, a great GOD, is Yahweh, And a great king, above all gods.
Jer velik je Jahve, Bog naš, Kralj veliki nad svim bogovima.
4 In whose hand, are the hidden recesses of the earth, And, the peaks of the mountains, are his;
U njegovoj su ruci zemaljske dubine, njegovi su vrhunci planina.
5 Whose, is the sea, for, he, made it, And, the dry land, his hands, did form.
Njegovo je more, on ga je stvorio, i kopno koje načiniše ruke njegove.
6 Enter! let us bow down, and bend low, Let us kneel, before Yahweh our maker;
Dođite, prignimo koljena i padnimo nice, poklonimo se Jahvi koji nas stvori!
7 For, he, is our God, And, we, are the people of his pasture, and the flock of his hand? To-day, if, to his voice, ye will hearken,
Jer on je Bog naš, a mi narod paše njegove, ovce što on ih čuva. O, da danas glas mu poslušate:
8 Do not harden your heart as at Meribah, As on the day of Massah, in the desert;
“Ne budite srca tvrda kao u Meribi, kao u dan Mase u pustinji
9 When your fathers, tested me, They proved me, yea they also saw what I could do.
gdje me iskušavahu očevi vaši premda vidješe djela moja.
10 Forty years, loathed I that generation, So I said—A people going astray in heart, they are, Even they, have not known my ways!
Četrdeset ljeta jadio me naraštaj onaj, pa rekoh: 'Narod su nestalna srca i ne promiču moje putove.'
11 And I sware in mine anger, —Verily they shall not enter into my rest.
Stog se zakleh u svom gnjevu: 'Nikad neće ući u moj pokoj!'”