Psalms 95

¹Come, we sing to Jehovah, We shout to the rock of our salvation.

²We come before His face with thanksgiving, With psalms we shout to Him.

³For a great God `is' Jehovah, And a great king over all gods.

⁴In whose hand `are' the deep places of earth, And the strong places of hills `are' His.

⁵Whose is the sea, and He made it, And His hands formed the dry land.

⁶Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, We kneel before Jehovah our Maker.

⁷For He `is' our God, and we the people of His pasture, And the flock of His hand, To-day, if to His voice ye hearken,

⁸Harden not your heart as `in' Meribah, As `in' the day of Massah in the wilderness,

⁹Where your fathers have tried Me, Have proved Me, yea, have seen My work.

¹⁰Forty years I am weary of the generation, And I say, `A people erring in heart -- they! And they have not known My ways:'

¹¹Where I sware in Mine anger, `If they come in unto My rest -- !'