Psalms 47

1 Unto the end, for the sons of Core. O clap your hands, all ye nations: shout unto God with the voice of Joy,

Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Korahning oghulliri üchün yézilghan küy: — Barliq qowmlar, Xudani alqishlanglar! Uninggha yuqiri awazinglar bilen xushalliq tentenisini yangritinglar!

2 For the Lord is high, terrible: a great king over all the earth.

Chünki Hemmidin Aliy Bolghuchi, Perwerdigar, dehshetlik we heywetliktur, Pütkül jahanni sorighuchi büyük Padishahtur.

3 He hath subdued the people under us; and the nations under our feet.

U bizge xelqlerni boysundurup, Bizni el-milletler üstige hakim qilidu.

4 He hath chosen for us his inheritance the beauty of Jacob which he hath loved.

U biz üchün mirasimizni tallap, Yeni Özi söygen Yaqupning pexri bolghan zéminni békitip berdi. (Sélah)

5 God is ascended with jubilee, and the Lord with the sound of trumpet.

Xuda tentene sadasi ichide, Perwerdigar sunay sadasi ichide yuqirigha kötürüldi;

6 Sing praises to our God, sing ye: sing praises to our king, sing ye.

Xudagha naxsha-küy éytinglar, naxsha-küy éytinglar! Padishahimizgha naxsha-küy éytinglar, naxsha-küy éytinglar!

7 For God is the king of all the earth: sing ye wisely.

Xuda pütkül jahanning padishahidur; Zéhninglar bilen uninggha naxsha-küy éytinglar!

8 God shall reign over the nations: God sitteth on his holy throne.

Xuda eller üstide höküm süridu; U Özining pak-muqeddeslikining textide olturidu.

9 The princes of the people are gathered together, with the God of Abraham: for the strong gods of the earth are exceedingly exalted.

El-yurtlarning kattiliri jem bolup, Ibrahimning Xudasining xelqige qoshuldi; Chünki jahandiki barliq qalqanlar Xudagha tewedur; U neqeder aliydur!