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Psalms 94

The praise of a Song by David. Come, let us exult in the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to God our Saviour.

Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise to him with psalms.

For the Lord is a great God, and a great king over all gods: for the Lord will not cast off his people.

For the ends of the earth are in his hands; and the heights of the mountains are his.

For the sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land.

Come, let us worship and fall down before him; and weep before the Lord that made us.

For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.

To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, according to the day of irritation in the wilderness:

where your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my works.

Forty years was I grieved with this generation, and said, They do always err in their heart, and they have not known my ways.

So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest.