1: Come, let's shout praises to GOD, raise the roof for the Rock who saved us!
2: Let's march into his presence singing praises, lifting the rafters with our hymns!
3: And why? Because GOD is the best, High King over all the gods.
4: In one hand he holds deep caves and caverns, in the other hand grasps the high mountains.
5: He made Ocean--he owns it! His hands sculpted Earth!
6: So come, let us worship: bow before him, on your knees before GOD, who made us!
7: Oh yes, he's our God, and we're the people he pastures, the flock he feeds. Drop everything and listen, listen as he speaks:
8: "Don't turn a deaf ear as in the Bitter Uprising, As on the day of the Wilderness Test,
9: when your ancestors turned and put me to the test.
10: For forty years they watched me at work among them, as over and over they tried my patience. And I was provoked--oh, was I provoked! "Can't they keep their minds on God for five minutes? Do they simply refuse to walk down my road?'
11: Exasperated, I exploded, "They'll never get where they're headed, never be able to sit down and rest.'"