951 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—!'
