Psalms 95

1 Come, we sing to Jehovah, We shout to the rock of our salvation.

Bwerani, tiyeni timuyimbire Yehova mwachimwemwe, tiyeni tifuwule kwa Thanthwe la chipulumutso chathu

2 We come before His face with thanksgiving, With psalms we shout to Him.

Tiyeni tibwere pamaso pake ndi chiyamiko ndipo mupembedzeni Iyeyo ndi zida zoyimbira ndi nyimbo.

3 For a great God [is] Jehovah, And a great king over all gods.

Pakuti Yehova ndi Mulungu wamkulu, mfumu yayikulu pamwamba pa milungu yonse.

4 In whose hand [are] the deep places of earth, And the strong places of hills [are] His.

Mʼmanja mwake muli maziko ozama a dziko lapansi, ndipo msonga za mapiri ndi zake.

5 Whose is the sea, and He made it, And His hands formed the dry land.

Nyanja ndi yake, pakuti anayilenga ndi Iye, ndipo manja ake anawumba mtunda wowuma.

6 Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, We kneel before Jehovah our Maker.

Bwerani, tiyeni tiwerame pomulambira, tiyeni tigwade pamaso pa Yehova Mlengi wathu;

7 For He [is] our God, and we the people of His pasture, And the flock of His hand, To-day, if to His voice ye hearken,

pakuti Iye ndiye Mulungu wathu ndipo ife ndife anthu a pabusa pake, ndi nkhosa za mʼdzanja lake. Lero ngati inu mumva mawu ake,

8 Harden not your heart as [in] Meribah, As [in] the day of Massah in the wilderness,

musawumitse mitima yanu monga momwe munachitira pa Meriba, monga munachitira tsiku lija pa Masa mʼchipululu.

9 Where your fathers have tried Me, Have proved Me, yea, have seen My work.

Kumene makolo anu anandiyesa ndi kundiputa, ngakhale anaona zimene Ine ndinazichita.

10 Forty years I am weary of the generation, And I say, 'A people erring in heart — they! And they have not known My ways:'

Kwa zaka makumi anayi ndinali wokwiya ndi mʼbado umenewo; ndipo ndinati, “Iwo ndi anthu amene mitima yawo imasochera ndipo sanadziwe njira zanga.”

11 Where I sware in Mine anger, 'If they come in unto My rest —!'

Choncho ndili chikwiyire, ndinalumbira kuti, “Iwowa sadzalowa ku malo anga a mpumulo.”