Salmenes 95

1 Kom, la oss juble for Herren, la oss rope med fryd for vår frelses klippe!

The praise of a Song by David. Come, let us exult in the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to God our Saviour.

2 La oss trede frem for hans åsyn med pris, la oss juble for ham med salmer!

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

3 For Herren er en stor Gud og en stor konge over alle guder,

For the Lord is a great God, and a great king over all gods: for the Lord will not cast off his people.

4 han som har jordens dyp i sin hånd og fjellenes høider i eie,

For the ends of the earth are in his hands; and the heights of the mountains are his.

5 han som eier havet, for han har skapt det, og hans hender har gjort det tørre land.

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

6 Kom, la oss kaste oss ned og bøie kne, la oss knele for Herrens, vår skapers åsyn!

Come, let us worship and fall down before him; and weep before the Lord that made us.

7 For han er vår Gud, og vi er det folk han før, og den hjord hans hånd leder. Vilde I dog idag høre hans røst!

For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.

8 Forherd ikke eders hjerte, likesom ved Meriba, likesom på Massadagen i ørkenen,

To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, according to the day of irritation in the wilderness:

9 hvor eders fedre fristet mig! De satte mig på prøve, de som dog hadde sett min gjerning.

where your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my works.

10 Firti år vemmedes jeg ved den slekt, og jeg sa: De er et folk med forvillet hjerte, og de kjenner ikke mine veier.

Forty years was I grieved with this generation, and said, They do always err in their heart, and they have not known my ways.

11 Så svor jeg i min vrede: Sannelig, de skal ikke komme inn til min hvile.

So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest.