Psalms 95

1 Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD; let us shout to the Rock of our salvation!

Kelinglar, Pǝrwǝrdigarni yangritip küylǝyli, Nijatliⱪimiz bolƣan Ⱪoram Teximizƣa tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilayli!

2 Let us enter His presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to Him in song.

Tǝxǝkkürlǝr bilǝn uning aldiƣa kelǝyli, Uningƣa küylǝr bilǝn tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilayli!

3 For the LORD is a great God, a great King above all gods.

Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar — büyük bir ilaⱨtur, Pütkül ilaⱨlar üstidiki büyük bir Padixaⱨtur.

4 In His hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to Him.

Yǝrning tǝgliri Uning ⱪolididur, Taƣlarning qoⱪⱪilirimu Uningkidur.

5 The sea is His, for He made it, and His hands formed the dry land.

Dengiz Uningki, U uni yaratⱪan; Ⱪuruⱪluⱪni Uning ⱪolliri xǝkillǝndürdi.

6 O come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD our Maker.

Kelinglar, Uningƣa bax urup sǝjdǝ ⱪilayli, Pǝrwǝrdigar Yaratⱪuqimiz aldida tiz pükǝyli!

7 For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture, the sheep under His care. Today, if you hear His voice,

Qünki U bizning Hudayimizdur, Biz bolsaⱪ Uning yayliⱪidiki hǝlⱪ, Uning ⱪoli baⱪidiƣan ⱪoylarmiz. Bügün, ǝgǝr Uning awazini anglisanglar,

8 do not harden your hearts as you did at Meribah, in the day at Massah in the wilderness,

Əyni qaƣlarda Mǝribaⱨda bolƣandǝk, qɵl-bayawandiki Massaⱨda bolƣan kündǝk, Yürikinglarni jaⱨil ⱪilmanglar!

9 where your fathers tested and tried Me, though they had seen My work.

Mana xu yǝrdǝ ata-bowiliringlar Meni sinidi, ispatlidi ⱨǝm ⱪilƣinimni kɵrdi.

10 For forty years I was angry with that generation, and I said, “They are a people whose hearts go astray, and they have not known My ways.”

Mǝn ⱪiriⱪ yil xu dǝwrdin bizar bolup: — «Bular kɵnglidǝ adaxⱪan bir hǝlⱪtur, Mening yollirimni ⱨeq bilip yǝtmigǝn» — dedim.

11 So I swore on oath in My anger, “They shall never enter My rest.”

Xunga Mǝn ƣǝzǝplinip ⱪǝsǝm iqip: — «Ular ⱨǝrgiz Mening aramgaⱨimƣa kirmǝydu» — dedim.