Psalms 95

1 Come, let vs reioyce vnto the Lord: let vs sing aloude vnto the rocke of our saluation.

Come ye, make we ful out ioie to the Lord; hertli synge we to God, oure heelthe.

2 Let vs come before his face with praise: let vs sing loude vnto him with Psalmes.

Bifore ocupie we his face in knowleching; and hertli synge we to him in salmes.

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

For God is a greet Lord, and a greet king aboue alle goddis; for the Lord schal not putte awei his puple.

4 In whose hande are the deepe places of the earth, and the heightes of the mountaines are his:

For alle the endis of erthe ben in his hond; and the hiynesses of hillis ben hise.

5 To whome the Sea belongeth: for hee made it, and his handes formed the dry land.

For the see is his, and he made it; and hise hondis formeden the drie lond.

6 Come, let vs worship and fall downe, and kneele before the Lord our maker.

Come ye, herie we, and falle we doun bifore God, wepe we bifore the Lord that made vs;

7 For he is our God, and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheepe of his hande: to day, if ye will heare his voyce,

for he is oure Lord God. And we ben the puple of his lesewe; and the scheep of his hond.

8 Harden not your heart, as in Meribah, and as in the day of Massah in the wildernesse.

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

9 Where your fathers tempted me, proued me, though they had seene my worke.

As in the terryng to wraththe; bi the dai of temptacioun in desert. Where youre fadris temptiden me; thei preueden and sien my werkis.

10 Fourtie yeeres haue I contended with this generation, and said, They are a people that erre in heart, for they haue not knowen my wayes.

Fourti yeer I was offendid to this generacioun; and Y seide, Euere thei erren in herte.

11 Wherefore I sware in my wrath, saying, Surely they shall not enter into my rest.

And these men knewen not my weies; to whiche Y swoor in myn ire, thei schulen not entre in to my reste.