Psalms 95

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[1]An exhortation to praise God for his greatness, [6]and for creating and preserving us: [8]and not to tempt him as did Israel in the wilderness.

1. O COME, let us sing unto the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.

2. Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with psalms.

3. For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods.

4. In his hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills is his also.

5. The sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land.

6. O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker.

7. For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. To day if ye will hear his voice,

8. Harden not your heart, as in the provocation, and as in the day of temptation in the wilderness:

9. When your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my work.

10. Forty years long was I grieved with this generation, and said, It is a people that do err in their heart, and they have not known my ways:

11. Unto whom I sware in my wrath that they should not enter into my rest.

Metrical version

Psalm 95

C.M. Dunfermline

O come, let us sing to the LORD:
come, let us every one
A joyful noise make to the Rock
of our salvation.

Let us before his presence come
with praise and thankful voice;
Let us sing psalms to him with grace,
and make a joyful noise.

For GOD, a great God, and great King,
above all gods he is.
Depths of the earth are in his hand,
the strength of hills is his.

To him the spacious sea belongs,
for he the same did make;
The dry land also from his hands
its form at first did take.

O come, and let us worship him,
let us bow down withal,
And on our knees before the LORD
our Maker let us fall.

For he's our God, the people we
of his own pasture are,
And of his hand the sheep; to-day,
if ye his voice will hear,

Then harden not your hearts, as in
the provocation,
As in the desert, on the day
of the tentation:

When me your fathers tempt'd and proved,
and did my working see;
Ev'n for the space of forty years
this race hath grieved me.

I said, This people errs in heart,
my ways they do not know:
To whom I sware in wrath, that to
my rest they should not go.