Psalm 95

Come, we sing to YHWH, || We shout to the rock of our salvation.

We come before His face with thanksgiving, || We shout to Him with psalms.

For YHWH [is] a great God, || And a great King over all gods.

In whose hand [are] the deep places of earth, || And the strong places of hills [are] His.

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

Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, || We kneel before YHWH our Maker.

For He [is] our God, and we the people of His pasture, || And the flock of His hand, || Today, if you listen to His voice,

Do not harden your heart as [in] Meribah, || As [in] the day of Massah in the wilderness,

Where your fathers have tried Me, || Have proved Me, indeed, have seen My work.

Forty years I am weary of the generation, || And I say, “A people erring in heart—they! And they have not known My ways”:

Where I swore in My anger, “If they come into My rest—!”