Psalms 95

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	Miqra 'al pi ha-Mesorah
1 Come, let us sing joyfully to the LORD; cry out to the rock of our salvation.	1 לְכוּ נְרַנְּנָה לַיהֹוָהנָרִיעָה לְצוּר יִשְׁעֵֽנוּ׃
2 Let us greet him with a song of praise, joyfully sing out our psalms.	2 נְקַדְּמָה פָנָיו בְּתוֹדָהבִּזְמִרוֹת נָרִיעַֽ לֽוֹ׃
3 For the LORD is the great God, the great king over all gods,	3 כִּי אֵל גָּדוֹל יְהֹוָהוּמֶלֶךְ גָּדוֹל עַל־כׇּל־אֱלֹהִֽים׃
4 Whose hand holds the depths of the earth; who owns the tops of the mountains.	4 אֲשֶׁר בְּיָדוֹ מֶחְקְרֵי־אָרֶץוְתוֹעֲפֹת הָרִים לֽוֹ׃
5 The sea and dry land belong to God, who made them, formed them by hand.	5 אֲשֶׁר־לוֹ הַיָּם וְהוּא עָשָׂהוּוְיַבֶּשֶׁת יָדָיו יָצָֽרוּ׃
6 Enter, let us bow down in worship; let us kneel before the LORD who made us.	6 בֹּאוּ נִשְׁתַּחֲוֶה וְנִכְרָעָהנִבְרְכָה לִֽפְנֵי־יְהֹוָה עֹשֵֽׂנוּ׃
7 For this is our God, whose people we are, God's well-tended flock. Oh, that today you would hear his voice:	7 כִּי הוּא אֱלֹהֵינוּוַאֲנַחְנוּ עַם מַרְעִיתוֹ וְצֹאן יָדוֹהַיּוֹם אִֽם־בְּקֹלוֹ תִשְׁמָֽעוּ׃
8 Do not harden your hearts as at Meribah, as on the day of Massah in the desert.	8 אַל־תַּקְשׁוּ לְבַבְכֶם כִּמְרִיבָהכְּיוֹם מַסָּה בַּמִּדְבָּֽר׃
9 There your ancestors tested me; they tried me though they had seen my works.	9 אֲשֶׁר נִסּוּנִי אֲבֽוֹתֵיכֶםבְּחָנוּנִי גַּם־רָאוּ פׇעֳלִֽי׃
10 Forty years I loathed that generation; I said: "This people's heart goes astray; they do not know my ways."	10 אַרְבָּעִים שָׁנָה ׀ אָקוּט בְּדוֹרוָאֹמַר עַם תֹּעֵי לֵבָב הֵםוְהֵם לֹא־יָדְעוּ דְרָכָֽי׃
11 Therefore I swore in my anger: "They shall never enter my rest."	11 אֲשֶׁר־נִשְׁבַּעְתִּי בְאַפִּיאִם־יְבֹאוּן אֶל־מְנוּחָתִֽי׃