Psalms 95

1 O come, let us make songs to the Lord; sending up glad voices to the Rock of our salvation.

Come! Let us ring out our joy to the Lord, let us merrily shout to our rock of salvation.

2 Let us come before his face with praises; and make melody with holy songs.

Before his face let us come with thanks, with songs of praise let us shout to him.

3 For the Lord is a great God, and a great King over all gods.

For the Lord is a great God, king above all gods.

4 The deep places of the earth are in his hand; and the tops of the mountains are his.

In his hand are the depths of the earth, the heights of the mountains are his.

5 The sea is his, and he made it; and the dry land was formed by his hands.

The sea is his, for he made it: the dry land was formed by his hands.

6 O come, let us give worship, falling down on our knees before the Lord our Maker.

Come! Let us worship and bow on our knees to the Lord our creator.

7 For he is our God; and we are the people to whom he gives food, and the sheep of his flock. Today, if you would only give ear to his voice!

For he is our God; and we are the people he tends, the sheep in his care. If only you would heed his voice today:

8 Let not your hearts be hard, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the waste land;

‘Do not harden your hearts as at Meribah, or at Massah, that day in the desert,

9 When your fathers put me to the test and saw my power and my work.

when your ancestors tempted and tried me, though they had seen my deeds.

10 For forty years I was angry with this generation, and said, They are a people whose hearts are turned away from me, for they have no knowledge of my ways;

‘For forty years I was filled with loathing for that generation, so I said: “A people with wandering hearts are they, and ignorant of my ways.”

11 And I made an oath in my wrath, that they might not come into my place of rest.

So I solemnly swore to them in my anger, that never would they enter my place of rest.’