Psalms 95

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 sheep of his hand. Today—oh, that you would hear his voice!

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, or as on the day of Massah in the wilderness,

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

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

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.'

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

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

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