Psalm 94 [MT 95]

Commentary from 4 fathers

1

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

Αἶνος ᾠδῆς τῷ Δαυΐδ. - ΔΕΥΤΕ ἀγαλλιασώμεθα τῷ Κυρίῳ, ἀλαλάξωμεν τῷ Θεῷ τῷ Σωτῆρι ἡμῶν·

Прїиди́те, возра́дꙋемсѧ гдⷭ҇еви, воскли́кнемъ бг҃ꙋ сп҃си́телю на́шемꙋ:

2

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

προφθάσωμεν τὸ πρόσωπον αὐτοῦ ἐν ἐξομολογήσει καὶ ἐν ψαλμοῖς ἀλαλάξωμεν αὐτῷ.

предвари́мъ лицѐ є҆гѡ̀ во и҆сповѣ́данїи, и҆ во ѱалмѣ́хъ воскли́кнемъ є҆мꙋ̀:

3

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

ὅτι Θεὸς μέγας Κύριος καὶ Βασιλεὺς μέγας ἐπὶ πᾶσαν τὴν γῆν·

ꙗ҆́кѡ бг҃ъ ве́лїй гдⷭ҇ь, и҆ цр҃ь ве́лїй по все́й землѝ:

4

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

ὅτι ἐν τῇ χειρὶ αὐτοῦ τὰ πέρατα τῆς γῆς, καὶ τὰ ὕψη τῶν ὀρέων αὐτοῦ εἰσιν·

ꙗ҆́кѡ въ рꙋцѣ̀ є҆гѡ̀ всѝ концы̑ землѝ, и҆ высѡты̀ го́ръ тогѡ̀ сꙋ́ть.

5

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

ὅτι αὐτοῦ ἐστιν ἡ θάλασσα, καὶ αὐτὸς ἐποίησεν αὐτήν, καὶ τὴν ξηρὰν αἱ χεῖρες αὐτοῦ ἔπλασαν.

Ꙗ҆́кѡ тогѡ̀ є҆́сть мо́ре, и҆ то́й сотворѝ є҆̀, и҆ сꙋ́шꙋ рꙋ́цѣ є҆гѡ̀ созда́стѣ.

6

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

δεῦτε προσκυνήσωμεν καὶ προσπέσωμεν αὐτῷ καὶ κλαύσωμεν ἐναντίον Κυρίου, τοῦ ποιήσαντος ἡμᾶς·

Прїиди́те, поклони́мсѧ и҆ припаде́мъ є҆мꙋ̀, и҆ воспла́чемсѧ пред̾ гдⷭ҇емъ сотво́ршимъ на́съ:

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

ὅτι αὐτός ἐστιν ὁ Θεὸς ἡμῶν, καὶ ἡμεῖς λαὸς νομῆς αὐτοῦ καὶ πρόβατα χειρὸς αὐτοῦ.

ꙗ҆́кѡ то́й є҆́сть бг҃ъ на́шъ, и҆ мы̀ лю́дїе па́жити є҆гѡ̀ и҆ ѻ҆́вцы рꙋкѝ є҆гѡ̀. Дне́сь а҆́ще гла́съ є҆гѡ̀ ᲂу҆слы́шите,

8

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:

σήμερον, ἐὰν τῆς φωνῆς αὐτοῦ ἀκούσητε, μὴ σκληρύνητε τὰς καρδίας ὑμῶν, ὡς ἐν τῷ παραπικρασμῷ κατὰ τὴν ἡμέραν τοῦ πειρασμοῦ ἐν τῇ ἐρήμῳ,

не ѡ҆жесточи́те серде́цъ ва́шихъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ въ прогнѣ́ванїи, по днѝ и҆скꙋше́нїѧ въ пꙋсты́ни:

9

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

οὗ ἐπείρασάν με οἱ πατέρες ὑμῶν, ἐδοκίμασάν με καὶ εἶδον τὰ ἔργα μου.

во́ньже {и҆дѣ́же} и҆скꙋси́ша мѧ̀ ѻ҆тцы̀ ва́ши, и҆скꙋси́ша мѧ̀, и҆ ви́дѣша дѣла̀ моѧ̑.

10

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

τεσσαράκοντα ἔτη προσώχθισα τῇ γενεᾷ ἐκείνῃ καὶ εἶπα· ἀεὶ πλανῶνται τῇ καρδίᾳ, αὐτοὶ δὲ οὐκ ἔγνωσαν τὰς ὁδούς μου,

Четы́редесѧть лѣ́тъ негодова́хъ ро́да тогѡ̀, и҆ рѣ́хъ: прⷭ҇нѡ заблꙋжда́ютъ се́рдцемъ, ті́и же не позна́ша пꙋті́й мои́хъ:

11

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

ὡς ὤμοσα ἐν τῇ ὀργῇ μου· εἰ εἰσελεύσονται εἰς τὴν κατάπαυσίν μου.

ꙗ҆́кѡ клѧ́хсѧ во гнѣ́вѣ мое́мъ, а҆́ще вни́дꙋтъ въ поко́й мо́й.