1Oh come, let’s sing to Yahweh. Let’s shout aloud to the rock of our salvation!
1Kom, lad os Juble, for HERREN, råbe af fryd for vor Frelses Klippe,
2Let’s come before his presence with thanksgiving. Let’s extol him with songs!
2møde med Tak for hans Åsyn, juble i Sang til hans Pris!
3For Yahweh is a great God, a great King above all gods.
3Thi HERREN er en vældig Gud, en Konge stor over alle Guder;
4In his hand are the deep places of the earth. The heights of the mountains are also his.
4i hans Hånd er Jordens dybder, Bjergenes Tinder er hans;
5The sea is his, and he made it. His hands formed the dry land.
5Havet er hans, han har skabt det, det tørre Land har hans Hænder dannet.
6Oh come, let’s worship and bow down. Let’s kneel before Yahweh, our Maker,
6Kom, lad os bøje os, kaste os ned, knæle for HERREN, vor Skaber!
7for he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep in his care. Today, oh that you would hear his voice!
7Thi han er vor Gud, og vi er det Folk, han vogter, den Hjord, han leder. Ak, lytted I dog i Dag til hans Røst:
8Don’t harden your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness,
8"Forhærder ej eders Hjerte som ved Meriba, som dengang ved Massa i Ørkenen,
9when your fathers tempted me, tested me, and saw my work.
9da eders Fædre fristede mig, prøved mig, skønt de havde set mit Værk.
10Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, and said, “It is a people that errs in their heart. They have not known my ways.”
10Jeg væmmedes fyrretyve År ved denne Slægt, og jeg sagde: Det er et Folk med vildfarne Hjerter, de kender ej mine Veje.
11Therefore I swore in my wrath, “They won’t enter into my rest.”
11Så svor jeg da i min Vrede: De skal ikke gå ind til min Hvile!