Salmos 95

Septante en francais

1Quand le temple fut rebâti après la captivité, cantique de David. Chantez au Seigneur un cantique nouveau ; que toute la terre chante au Seigneur !

2Chantez au Seigneur ; bénissez son nom ; publiez avec joie son salut de jour en jour.

3Publiez aux Gentils sa gloire, et ses merveilles à tous les peuples,

4Car le Seigneur est grand et digne de louanges infinies ; il est plus terrible que tous les dieux.

5Car tous les dieux des Gentils sont des démons ; mais le Seigneur a créé les cieux.

6Louanges et beauté sont en sa présence ; la sainteté et la majesté sont en son sanctuaire.

7Tribus des Gentils, rendez au Seigneur, rendez à Dieu gloire et honneur.

8Rendez gloire au Seigneur et à son nom ; prenez des victimes et entrez dans ses parvis.

9Adorez le Seigneur en son temple saint, et que devant sa face tremble toute la terre.

10Dites aux Gentils : Le Seigneur règne, car il a affermi le globe de la terre, et il ne sera plus ébranlé ; il jugera les peuples avec droiture.

11Que les cieux se réjouissent et que la terre tressaille d'allégresse ; que la mer en sa plénitude soit émue.

12Les champs et tout ce qu'ils renferment se réjouiront ; alors tressailliront les arbres de la forêt

13Devant la face du Seigneur ; car il vient, car il vient juger la terre. Il jugera le monde selon sa justice, et les peuples selon sa vérité.

Reina-Valera 1909

1VENID, celebremos alegremente á Jehová: cantemos con júbilo á la roca de nuestra salud.

2Lleguemos ante su acatamiento con alabanza; aclamémosle con cánticos.

3Porque Jehová es Dios grande; y Rey grande sobre todos los dioses.

4Porque en su mano están las profundidades de la tierra, y las alturas de los montes son suyas.

5Suya también la mar, pues él la hizo; y sus manos formaron la seca.

6Venid, adoremos y postrémonos; arrodillémonos delante de Jehová nuestro hacedor.

7Porque él es nuestro Dios; nosotros el pueblo de su dehesa, y ovejas de su mano. Si hoy oyereis su voz,

8No endurezcáis vuestro corazón como en Meriba, como el día de Masa en el desierto;

9Donde me tentaron vuestros padres, probáronme, y vieron mi obra.

10Cuarenta años estuve disgustado con la nación, y dije: Pueblo es que divaga de corazón, y no han conocido mis caminos.

11Por tanto juré en mi furor que no entrarían en mi reposo.

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King James Version

1O come, let us sing unto the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.

2Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with psalms.

3For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods.

4In his hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills is his also.

5The sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land.

6O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker.

7For 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,

8Harden not your heart, as in the provocation, and as in the day of temptation in the wilderness:

9When your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my work.

10Forty years long was I grieved with this generation, and said, It is a people that do err in their heart, and they have not known my ways:

11Unto whom I sware in my wrath that they should not enter into my rest.

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World English Bible

1Oh come, let’s sing to the LORD. Let’s shout aloud to the rock of our salvation!

2Let’s come before his presence with thanksgiving. Let’s extol him with songs!

3For the LORD is a great God, a great King above all gods.

4In his hand are the deep places of the earth. The heights of the mountains are also his.

5The sea is his, and he made it. His hands formed the dry land.

6Oh come, let’s worship and bow down. Let’s kneel before the LORD, our Maker,

7for he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep in his care. Today, oh that you would hear his voice!

8Don’t harden your heart, as at Meribah, as in the day of Massah in the wilderness,

9when your fathers tempted me, tested me, and saw my work.

10Forty 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.”

11Therefore I swore in my wrath, “They won’t enter into my rest.”

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