Psalms 95

1 Come, let us make a joyful noise to Yahweh, Let us shout in triumph, to the rock of our salvation!

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

2 O let us come before his face with thanksgiving, With the sounds of strings, let us shout aloud to him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 of his pasture, and the flock of his hand? To-day, if, to his voice, ye will hearken,

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 heart as at Meribah, As on the day of Massah, 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 fathers, tested me, They proved me, yea they also saw what I could do.

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

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!

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

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

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