Young's Literal Translation

The Book of Psalms

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1 Come, we sing to Jehovah, We shout to the rock of our salvation.
2 We come before His face with thanksgiving, With psalms we shout to Him.
3 For a great God [is] Jehovah, And a great king over all gods.
4 In whose hand [are] the deep places of earth, And the strong places of hills [are] His.
5 Whose is the sea, and He made it, And His hands formed the dry land.
6 Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, We kneel before Jehovah our Maker.
7 For He [is] our God, and we the people of His pasture, And the flock of His hand, To-day, if to His voice ye hearken,
8 Harden not your heart as [in] Meribah, As [in] the day of Massah in the wilderness,
9 Where your fathers have tried Me, Have proved Me, yea, have seen My work.
10 Forty years I am weary of the generation, And I say, 'A people erring in heart—they! And they have not known My ways:'
11 Where I sware in Mine anger, 'If they come in unto My rest —!'