Psalm 95

Worship and Warning

Come, let us shout joyfully to the Lord,
shout triumphantly to the rock of our salvation!(A)
Let us enter His presence with thanksgiving;
let us shout triumphantly to Him in song.(B)

For the Lord is a great God,
a great King above all gods.(C)
The depths of the earth are in His hand,
and the mountain peaks are His.(D)
The sea is His; He made it.
His hands formed the dry land.(E)

Come, let us worship and bow down;
let us kneel before the Lord our Maker.(F)
For He is our God,
and we are the people of His pasture,
the sheep under His care.[a](G)

Today, if you hear His voice:(H)
Do not harden your hearts as at Meribah,
as on that day at Massah in the wilderness(I)
where your fathers tested Me;
they tried Me, though they had seen what I did.(J)
10 For 40 years I was disgusted with that generation;
I said, “They are a people whose hearts go astray;
they do not know My ways.”(K)
11 So I swore in My anger,
“They will not enter My rest.”(L)

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 95:7 Lit sheep of His hand

Psalm 95

95 Come, let’s sing out loud to the Lord!
    Let’s raise a joyful shout to the rock of our salvation!
Let’s come before him with thanks!
    Let’s shout songs of joy to him!
The Lord is a great God,
    the great king over all other gods.
The earth’s depths are in his hands;
    the mountain heights belong to him;
    the sea, which he made, is his
        along with the dry ground,
        which his own hands formed.

Come, let’s worship and bow down!
    Let’s kneel before the Lord, our maker!
He is our God,
    and we are the people of his pasture,
    the sheep in his hands.

If only you would listen to his voice right now!
    “Don’t harden your hearts
    like you did at Meribah,
    like you did when you were at Massah,
        in the wilderness,
    when your ancestors tested me
        and scrutinized me,
    even though they had already seen my acts.
10 For forty years I despised that generation;
    I said, ‘These people have twisted hearts.
    They don’t know my ways.’
11 So in anger I swore:
    ‘They will never enter my place of rest!’”