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, let us 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 heights of the mountains are 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. Today, Oh that ye would hear his voice!

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

Harden not your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah 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 [that] generation, and said, It is a people that do err 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.

Wherefore I sware in my wrath, that they should not enter into my rest.