Psalm 95 Come y’all, let’s sing to YHWH. Let’s shout aloud to the rock of our salvation! Let’s enter ʜɪꜱ presence with thanksgiving. Let’s exalt ʜɪᴍ with songs! For YHWH is a great God, a great King above all gods. In ʜɪꜱ hand are the depths of the earth. The heights of the mountains are ʜɪꜱ. The sea is ʜɪꜱ, for ʜᴇ made it. Hɪꜱ hands formed the dry land. Come y’all, let’s worship and bow down. Let’s kneel before YHWH, our Maker, for ʜᴇ is our God. We are the people of ʜɪꜱ pasture, and the sheep in ʜɪꜱ care. Today, if only y’all would hear ʜɪꜱ voice! Y’all must not harden your* hearts, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness, when y’all’s ancestors tested me, examined me, though they had seen my work. Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, and said, “They are a people who err in their heart. They have not known my ways.” Therefore I swore in my wrath, “They will not enter into my rest.”