Psalms 95
1 Come, let vs reioyce vnto the Lord: let vs sing aloude vnto the rocke of our saluation.
Bịanụ ka anyị jiri ọṅụ bụkuo Onyenwe anyị abụ; ka anyị tikuo oke nkume nzọpụta anyị mkpu ọṅụ.
2 Let vs come before his face with praise: let vs sing loude vnto him with Psalmes.
Ka anyị jiri ekele bịakwute ya jirikwa iti egwu na ịbụ abụ jaa ya mma.
3 For the Lord is a great God, and a great King aboue all gods.
Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke dị ukwuu, eze ukwuu kachasị chi niile elu.
4 In whose hande are the deepe places of the earth, and the heightes of the mountaines are his:
Ebe niile michasịrị emi nke ụwa dị nʼaka ya, ebe kachasị elu nke ugwu niile bụkwa nke ya.
5 To whome the Sea belongeth: for hee made it, and his handes formed the dry land.
Osimiri niile bụ nke ya, nʼihi na ọ bụ ya kere ha, aka ya kpụrụ ala akọrọ niile.
6 Come, let vs worship and fall downe, and kneele before the Lord our maker.
Bịanụ ka anyị kpọọ isiala nʼofufe, ka anyị gbuo ikpere nʼala nʼihu Onyenwe anyị, onye kere anyị;
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,
nʼihi na ọ bụ Chineke anyị anyị bụkwa ndị ọ na-azụ dịka atụrụ, igwe atụrụ ọ na-elekọta anya. Taa, ọ bụrụ na unu anụ olu ya,
8 Harden not your heart, as in Meribah, and as in the day of Massah in the wildernesse.
“Unu emela ka obi unu sie ike dịka unu mere na Meriba, maọbụ dịka unu mere nʼụbọchị ahụ na Masa nʼime ọzara,
9 Where your fathers tempted me, proued me, though they had seene my worke.
ebe nna nna unu ha nwara m, nʼagbanyeghị na ha hụrụ ihe niile m mere.
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.
Iri afọ anọ ka m were iwe megide ọgbọ ahụ; ekwuru m sị, ‘Ndị a bụ ndị obi ha na-akpafu akpafu site nʼebe m nọ, ha amatabeghị ụzọ m niile.’
11 Wherefore I sware in my wrath, saying, Surely they shall not enter into my rest.
Nʼihi nke a, aṅụrụ m iyi nʼiwe, sị, ‘Ha agaghị abanye nʼizuike m ma ọlị.’”
