For he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. Today, oh that you would hear his voice!
Don't harden your heart, as at Merivah, As in the day of Massah in the wilderness,
When your fathers tempted me, Tested me, and saw my work.
Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, And said, "It is a people that errs in their heart. They have not known my ways."
Therefore I swore in my wrath, "They won't enter into my rest."