Psalms 95

1 Oh come, let us sing to Yahweh; let us sing joyfully to the rock of our salvation.

Oh come, let’s sing to the LORD. Let’s shout aloud to the rock of our salvation!

2 Let us enter his presence with thanksgiving; let us sing to him with psalms of praise.

Let’s come before his presence with thanksgiving. Let’s extol him with songs!

3 For Yahweh is a great God and a great King superior to all gods.

For the LORD is a great God, a great King above all gods.

4 In his hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are his.

In his hand are the deep places of the earth. The heights of the mountains are also his.

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

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

6 Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before Yahweh, our Creator:

Oh come, let’s worship and bow down. Let’s kneel before the LORD, our Maker,

7 For he is our God, and we are the people of his pasture and the sheep of his hand. Today—oh, that you would hear his voice!

for he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep in his care. Today, oh that you would hear his voice!

8 “Do not harden your heart, as at Meribah, or as on the day of Massah in the wilderness,

Don’t harden your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness,

9 where your forefathers tested me and tried me, though they had seen my deeds.

when your fathers tempted me, tested me, and saw my work.

10 For forty years I was angry with that generation and said, 'This is a people whose hearts wander astray; they have not known my ways.'

Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, and said, “They are a people who err in their heart. They have not known my ways.”

11 Therefore I vowed in my anger that they would never enter into my resting place.”

Therefore I swore in my wrath, “They won’t enter into my rest.”