Psalms 95

1 Come, let us make a joyful noise to Yahweh, Let us shout in triumph, 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 O let us come before his face with thanksgiving, With the sounds of strings, let us shout aloud to him.

Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with psalms.

3 For, a great GOD, is Yahweh, And a great king, above all gods.

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

4 In whose hand, are the hidden recesses of the earth, And, the peaks of the mountains, are his;

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

5 Whose, is the sea, for, he, made it, And, the dry land, his hands, did form.

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

6 Enter! let us bow down, and bend low, Let us kneel, before Yahweh our maker;

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

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,

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 on the day of Massah, in the desert;

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

9 When your fathers, tested me, They proved me, yea they also saw what I could do.

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

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!

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 And I sware in mine anger, —Verily they shall not enter into my rest.

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