Psalms 95

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

Dejte, prepevajmo Gospodu, ukajmo skali blaginje naše!

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

Pojdimo pred obličje njegovo sè zahvaljevanjem, s psalmi mu ukajmo.

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

Ker Bog mogočni velik je Gospod, in velik kralj nad vse bogove.

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

V roki njegovi so najglobočji sledovi zemlje, v njegovi oblasti so gorâ moči.

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

Njegovo je sámo morje, ker on ga je naredil, in súha zemlja, katero so ustvarile roke njegove.

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

Pridite, priklonimo se in padimo na tla; pripognimo kolena pred Gospodom, kateri nas je naredil.

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,

Ker on je Bog naš, mi pa ljudstvo paše njegove, in čeda vodbe njegove; danes če slišite glas njegov,

8 Do not harden your heart as at Meribah, As on the day of Massah, in the desert;

"Ne okamenite srca svojega, kakor v prepiru, kakor o dnevi izkušnjave v puščavi.

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

Ko so me izkušali očetje vaši: izkusili so me in spoznali delo moje.

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!

Štirideset let sem imel preglavico s tistim rodom govoreč: Ljudstvo so srca tavajočega, in potov mojih ne poznajo.

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

Njim sem prisegel v jezi svoji, da ne vnidejo v pókoj moj."