Psalms 100

1 A psalm of praise.

Tǝxǝkkür eytix üqün yezilƣan küy: — I pütkül yǝr-jaⱨan, Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa awazinglarni kɵtürünglar!

2 Sing joyfully to God, all the earth: serve ye the Lord with gladness. Come in before his presence with exceeding great joy.

Huxalliⱪ bilǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarning hizmitidǝ bolunglar, Ⱨuzuriƣa tǝntǝnǝ-nahxilar bilǝn yeⱪinlixinglar!

3 Know ye that the Lord he is God: he made us, and not we ourselves. We are his people and the sheep of his pasture.

Bilip ⱪoyunglarki, Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱨǝⱪ Hudadur; Bizni yaratⱪan Uning Ɵzidur, biz ǝmǝs! Biz uning hǝlⱪidurmiz, Ɵz yayliⱪida baⱪⱪan ⱪoyliridurmiz.

4 Go ye into his gates with praise, into his courts with hymns: and give glory to him. Praise ye his name:

Dǝrwaziliriƣa tǝxǝkkür eytixlar bilǝn, Ⱨoyliliriƣa mǝdⱨiyǝlǝr bilǝn kiringlar; Uni mǝdⱨiyilǝp, namiƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturunglar!

5 For the Lord is sweet, his mercy endureth for ever, and his truth to generation and generation.

Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar meⱨribandur; Uning meⱨir-muⱨǝbbiti ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ, Uning ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt-sadaⱪiti ǝwladtin-ǝwladⱪiqidur!