Oh come, let us sing unto Yahweh; Let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.
Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving; Let us make a joyful noise unto him with psalms.
For Yahweh is a great El, And a great King above all elohim.
In his hand are the deep places of the earth; The heights of the mountains are his also.
The sea is his, and he made it; And his hands formed the dry land.
Oh come, let us worship and bow down; Let us kneel before Yahweh our Maker:
For he is our Elohim, And we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. To-day, oh that ye would hear his voice!
Harden not your heart, as at Meribah, As in the day of Massah in the wilderness;
When your fathers tempted me, Proved me, and saw my work.
Forty years long was I grieved with that generation, And said, It is a people that do err in their heart, And they have not known my ways:
Wherefore I sware in my wrath, That they should not enter into my rest.