Psalm XCV

O Come let us unto the Lord
Lift up [aloud] our singing voice;
And to our Rock and Saviour
Make a triumphant [joyful] noise.

Before his presence let us all
Appear with [joy and] thankfulness;
And with the joyful noise of Psalms
The praise of [our great] God express.

Great is the Lord, a mighty King,
Above all [pow'rs and] Gods alone;

The earth's great depths are in his hands,
The mountains strength [is all] his own.

The Sea and all therein is his;
[It's] he [that] did it make and form:
The dry land also he did make,
[And it] replenish and adorn.

O come and let us worship him,
And to him [let us] bow down all;
And on our knees before the Lord
Our maker let us [humbly] fall.

He only is our God, and we
[The] sheep of his [own] pasture are;
The flock which his own hand doth lead,
Of whom he taketh [special] care.

To day, if you will hear his voice,
Then [longer] harden not your hearts;
As you did tempt and strive with God,
When [led and] try'd in the desart.

Your fathers did me tempt and prove,
When they my [wondrous] works did see:

Even forty years that sinful race
[Often] provok'd and grieved me.

I said, This peoples hearts do err,
My [will and] ways they will not know;
To whom in wrath I sware, that to
My [promis'd] Rest they should not go.