Psalms 95

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

Kom, lad os Juble, for HERREN, råbe af fryd for vor Frelses Klippe,

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

møde med Tak for hans Åsyn, juble i Sang til hans Pris!

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

Thi HERREN er en vældig Gud, en Konge stor over alle Guder;

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

i hans Hånd er Jordens dybder, Bjergenes Tinder er hans;

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

Havet er hans, han har skabt det, det tørre Land har hans Hænder dannet.

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

Kom, lad os bøje os, kaste os ned, knæle for HERREN, vor Skaber!

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,

Thi han er vor Gud, og vi er det Folk, han vogter, den Hjord, han leder. Ak, lytted I dog i Dag til hans Røst:

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

"Forhærder ej eders Hjerte som ved Meriba, som dengang ved Massa i Ørkenen,

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

da eders Fædre fristede mig, prøved mig, skønt de havde set mit Værk.

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:'

Jeg væmmedes fyrretyve År ved denne Slægt, og jeg sagde: Det er et Folk med vildfarne Hjerter, de kender ej mine Veje.

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

Så svor jeg da i min Vrede: De skal ikke gå ind til min Hvile!