Come, let us sing joyfully to the Lord; cry out to the rock of our salvation.

Let us greet him with a song of praise, joyfully sing out our psalms.

For the Lord is the great God, the great king over all gods, whose hand holds the depths of the earth; who owns the tops of the mountains.

The sea and dry land belong to God, who made them, formed them by hand.

Enter, let us bow down in worship; let us kneel before the Lord who made us.

For this is our God, whose people we are, God's well-tended flock.

Oh, that today you would hear his voice: do not harden your hearts as at Meribah, as on the day of Massah in the desert.

There your ancestors tested me; they tried me though they had seen my works.

Forty years I loathed that generation; I said: "This people's heart goes astray; they do not know my ways."

Therefore I swore in my anger: "They shall never enter my rest."

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