Psalms 95

1 Come ye, make we ful out ioie to the Lord; hertli synge we to God, oure heelthe.

O come, let us sing unto the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.

2 Bifore ocupie we his face in knowleching; and hertli synge we to him in salmes.

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

3 For God is a greet Lord, and a greet king aboue alle goddis; for the Lord schal not putte awei his puple.

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

4 For alle the endis of erthe ben in his hond; and the hiynesses of hillis ben hise.

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

5 For the see is his, and he made it; and hise hondis formeden the drie lond.

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

6 Come ye, herie we, and falle we doun bifore God, wepe we bifore the Lord that made vs;

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

7 for he is oure Lord God. And we ben the puple of his lesewe; and the scheep of his hond.

For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. To day if all of you will hear his voice,

8 If ye han herd his vois to dai; nyle ye make hard youre hertis.

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

9 As in the terryng to wraththe; bi the dai of temptacioun in desert. Where youre fadris temptiden me; thei preueden and sien my werkis.

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

10 Fourti yeer I was offendid to this generacioun; and Y seide, Euere thei erren in herte.

Forty years long was I grieved with this generation, and said, It is a people that do go astray in their heart, and they have not known my ways:

11 And these men knewen not my weies; to whiche Y swoor in myn ire, thei schulen not entre in to my reste.

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