Come, let us adore.
For the sea is His, and He made it: and His hands formed the dry land. Come, let us adore and fall down, and weep before the Lord that made us. For He is the Lord our God: and we are His people, and the sheep of His pasture.
Come, let us adore the King, to Whom all things live.
To-day, if you shall hear His voice, harden not your hearts. As in the provocation, according to the day of temptation in the wilderness: where your fathers tempted Me, they proved Me, and saw My works.
Come, let us adore.
Forty years long was I offended with that generation, and I said: these always err in heart. And these men have not known My ways: so I swore in My wrath, that they shall not enter into My rest.
Come, let us adore the King, to Whom all things live.
Grant them eternal rest, O Lord,* and let perpetual light shine on them.
