Psalms 113

1 Praise the Lord, ye children: praise ye the name of the Lord.

Hemdusana! Medhiyilenglar, i Perwerdigarning qulliri, Perwerdigarning namini medhiyilenglar!

2 Blessed be the name of the Lord, from henceforth now and for ever.

Hazirdin bashlap, ebedil’ebedgiche, Perwerdigarning namigha teshekkür-medhiye qayturulsun!

3 From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same, the name of the Lord is worthy of praise.

Kün chiqardin kün patargha, Perwerdigarning nami medhiyilinishke layiqtur!

4 The Lord is high above all nations; and his glory above the heavens.

Perwerdigar ellerdin yuqiri kötürüldi; Shan-sheripi ershlerdin yuqiridur.

5 Who is as the Lord our God, who dwelleth on high:

Kimmu Perwerdigar Xudayimizgha teng bolalisun — Öz makani yuqirida bolsimu,

6 And looketh down on the low things in heaven and in earth?

Asmanlargha hem yerge qarash üchün, Özini töwen qilghuchigha?

7 Raising up the needy from the earth, and lifting up the poor out of the dunghill:

Namrat kishini U topa-changdin kötüridu; Qighliqtin yoqsulni yuqirilitidu;

8 That he may place him with princes, with the princes of his people.

Uni ésilzadiler qatarigha, Yeni Öz xelqining ésilzadiliri arisigha olturghuzidu;

9 Who maketh a barren woman to dwell in a house, the joyful mother of children.

U tughmas ayalni öyge orunlashturup, Uni oghullarning xushal anisi qilidu. Hemdusana!