Psalms 8

1 To the ouercomere, for pressours, the salm of Dauid. Lord, thou art oure Lord; thi name is ful wonderful in al erthe. For thi greet doyng is reisid, aboue heuenes.

Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Gittif»ta orunlansun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — I, Ɵz ⱨǝywǝngni asmanlardinmu yuⱪiri tikligǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar Rǝbbimiz, Pütkül yǝr yüzidǝ naming xunqǝ xǝrǝpliktur!

2 Of the mouth of yonge children, not spekynge and soukynge mylk, thou madist perfitli heriyng, for thin enemyes; that thou destrie the enemy and avengere.

Ɵz rǝⱪibliring tüpǝylidin, Düxmǝn wǝ ⱪisasqilarning aƣzini etixkǝ, Bowaⱪlar wǝ ǝmgüqilǝrning aƣzidin küq tiklidingsǝn.

3 For Y schal se thin heuenes, the werkis of thi fyngris; the moone and sterris, whiche thou hast foundid.

Mǝn barmaⱪliringning yasiƣini bolƣan asmanliringƣa, Sǝn mǝzmut bekitkǝn ay-yultuzlarƣa ⱪariƣinimda,

4 What is a man, that thou art myndeful of hym; ethir the sone of a virgyn, for thou visitist hym?

Sǝn insanni seƣinidikǝnsǝn, Əmdi adǝm degǝn nemǝ idi? Sǝn uning yeniƣa kelip yoⱪlaydikǝnsǝn, Insan balisi ⱪanqilik nemǝ idi?

5 Thou hast maad hym a litil lesse than aungels; thou hast corouned hym with glorie and onour,

Qünki Sǝn uning ornini pǝrixtilǝrningkidin azƣinǝ tɵwǝn bekittingsǝn, Sǝn uningƣa xan-xǝrǝp wǝ xɵⱨrǝtlǝrni taj ⱪilip bǝrding.

6 and hast ordeyned hym aboue the werkis of thin hondis.

Uni ⱪolungning yasiƣanlirini idarǝ ⱪilixⱪa tikliding; Sǝn barliⱪ nǝrsilǝrni uning puti astiƣa ⱪoyƣansǝn,

7 Thou hast maad suget alle thingis vndur hise feet; alle scheep and oxis, ferthermore and the beestis of the feeld;

Jümlidin barliⱪ ⱪoy-kalilar, Daladiki barliⱪ janiwarlar,

8 the briddis of the eir, and the fischis of the see; that passen bi the pathis of the see.

Asmandiki uqar-ⱪanatlar, Dengizdiki beliⱪlar, Dengizlarning yolliridin ɵtküqilǝrning barliⱪini puti astiƣa ⱪoydung.

9 Lord, `thou art oure Lord; thi name `is wondurful in al erthe.

I Pǝrwǝrdigar Rǝbbimiz, pütkül yǝr yüzidǝ naming nemidegǝn xǝrǝplik-ⱨǝ!