Psalm 95

1        O come, let us sing to the Lord:

                   come, let us ev'ry one

          A joyful noise make to the Rock

                   of our salvation.

2        Let us before his presence come

                   with praise and thankful voice;

          Let us sing psalms to him with grace,

                   and make a joyful noise.

3        For God, a great God, and great King,

                   above all gods he is.

4        Depths of the earth are in his hand,

                   the strength of hills is his.

5        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.

6        O come, and let us worship him,

                   let us bow down withal,

          And on our knees before the Lord

                   our Maker let us fall.

7        For he's our God, the people we

                   of his own pasture are,

          And of his hand the sheep; today,

                   if ye his voice will hear,

8        Then harden not your hearts, as in

                   the provocation,

          As in the desert, on the day

                   of the tentation:

9        When me your fathers tempt'd and prov'd,

                   and did my working see;

10      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:

11      To whom I sware in wrath, that to

                   my rest they should not go.