Psalms 95
1 O come, let us sing unto the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.
Kelinglar, Pǝrwǝrdigarni yangritip küylǝyli, Nijatliⱪimiz bolƣan Ⱪoram Teximizƣa tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilayli!
2 Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with psalms.
Tǝxǝkkürlǝr bilǝn uning aldiƣa kelǝyli, Uningƣa küylǝr bilǝn tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilayli!
3 For the LORD [is] a great God, and a great King above all gods.
Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar — büyük bir ilaⱨtur, Pütkül ilaⱨlar üstidiki büyük bir Padixaⱨtur.
4 In his hand [are] the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills [is] his also.
Yǝrning tǝgliri Uning ⱪolididur, Taƣlarning qoⱪⱪilirimu Uningkidur.
5 The sea [is] his, and 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, and the sheep of his hand. To day if ye will hear his voice,
Qünki U bizning Hudayimizdur, Biz bolsaⱪ Uning yayliⱪidiki hǝlⱪ, Uning ⱪoli baⱪidiƣan ⱪoylarmiz. Bügün, ǝgǝr Uning awazini anglisanglar,
8 Harden not your heart, as in the provocation, [and] as [in] the day of temptation in the wilderness:
Əyni qaƣlarda Mǝribaⱨda bolƣandǝk, qɵl-bayawandiki Massaⱨda bolƣan kündǝk, Yürikinglarni jaⱨil ⱪilmanglar!
9 When your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my work.
Mana xu yǝrdǝ ata-bowiliringlar Meni sinidi, ispatlidi ⱨǝm ⱪilƣinimni kɵrdi.
10 Forty years long was I grieved with [this] generation, and said, It [is] a people that do err in their heart, 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 Unto whom I sware in my wrath that they should not enter into my rest.
Xunga Mǝn ƣǝzǝplinip ⱪǝsǝm iqip: — «Ular ⱨǝrgiz Mening aramgaⱨimƣa kirmǝydu» — dedim.
