O come, let us worship and bow down,
let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker!
For he is our God,
and we are the people of his pasture,
and the sheep of his hand.
O that today you would hearken to his voice!
Harden not your hearts, as at Mer'ibah,
as on the day at Massah in the wilderness,
when your fathers tested me,
and put me to the proof,
though they had seen my work.
For forty years I loathed that generation and said,
"They are a people who err in heart, and they do not regard my ways."
Therefore I swore in my anger
that they should not enter my rest.
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