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.'"