Psalms 95

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

Antao hisabo am’ Iehovà; Antao hipoña-peo amy lamilamim-pandrombahan-tikañey.

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

Ntao hiatrek’Aze am-pañandriañañe, antao hirebek’ ama’e an-tsabo.

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

Andrianamboatse jabahinake t’Iehovà, naho Mpanjaka ra’elahy ambone’ ze fanalolahy iaby.

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

Am-pità’e ao o hatsikeokeo’ ty tane toio, Aze ka o lengom-bohitseo.

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

Aze i riakey, ie ty namboatse aze, nitsenèm-pità’e i tane maikey.

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

Mb’etoa, hiambane vaho hitalaho, antao hanongalek’ añatrefa’ Iehovà Mpitsene antikañe.

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,

Amy te ie t’i Andrianañaharentikañe; itika ro ondatim-piandraza’e, naho ty lia-raim-pità’e; Anito, naho janjiñe’ areo i fiarañanaña’ey!

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

Ko mañagàñe arofo, manahake te Meriba añe, tañ’andro’ i Masa am-babangoañ’ añe;

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

Ie nazizin-droae’ areo, naoveove’iareo ndra te nioni’iereo o fitoloñakoo.

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.

Efa-polo taoñe te nalaiñeko i tariratsey le nanoeko ty hoe: foko miola an-troke, fa tsy apota’ iareo o satakoo;

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

Aa le nifanta ami’ty fifomboko: Toe tsy himoaha’iareo ty fitofàko.