Zǝbur 96
1 Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa atap yengi nahxa eytinglar! Pütkül yǝr yüzi, Pǝrwǝrdigarni küylǝnglar!
Singe ye a newe song to the Lord; al erthe, synge ye to the Lord.
2 Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa nahxa eytinglar, namiƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturunglar, Nijatliⱪini ⱨǝr küni elan ⱪilinglar!
Synge ye to the Lord, and blesse ye his name; telle ye his heelthe fro dai in to dai.
3 Uning xan-xɵⱨritini ǝllǝr arisida, Uning mɵjizilirini barliⱪ hǝlⱪlǝr arisida jakarlanglar!
Telle ye his glorie among hethene men; hise merueilis among alle puplis.
4 Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar uluƣ, zor mǝdⱨiyǝlǝrgǝ layiⱪtur! U barliⱪ ilaⱨlardin üstün, Uningdin ⱪorⱪux kerǝktur;
For the Lord is greet, and worthi to be preisid ful myche; he is ferdful aboue alle goddis.
5 Qünki barliⱪ hǝlⱪlǝrning ilaⱨliri — Butlar halas, Biraⱪ Pǝrwǝrdigar asman-pǝlǝkni yaratⱪandur.
For alle the goddis of hethene men ben feendis; but the Lord made heuenes.
6 Xanu-xǝwkǝt wǝ ⱨǝywǝt Uning aldida, Muⱪǝddǝs jayida ⱪudrǝt wǝ güzǝllik kɵrünidu.
Knouleching and fairnesse is in his siyt; hoolynesse and worthi doyng is in his halewing.
7 Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa [tǝǝlluⱪini] bǝrgǝysilǝr, i ǝl-ⱪǝbililǝr, Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa xan-xɵⱨrǝt wǝ ⱪudrǝtni bǝrgǝysilǝr!
Ye cuntrees of hethene men, brynge to the Lord, bringe ye glorye and onour to the Lord;
8 Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa Ɵz namiƣa layiⱪ xan-xɵⱨrǝtni bǝrgǝysilǝr; Sowƣa-salam elip ⱨoyliliriƣa kiringlar!
bringe ye to the Lord glorie to hys name. Take ye sacrificis, and entre ye in to the hallis of hym;
9 Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa pak-muⱪǝddǝslikning güzǝllikidǝ sǝjdǝ ⱪilinglar; Pütkül yǝr-yüzi, Uning aldida titrǝnglar!
herie ye the Lord in his hooli halle. Al erthe be moued of his face;
10 Əllǝr arisida elan ⱪilinglar: — «Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱨɵküm süridu! Xunga mana, dunya mǝzmut ⱪilinƣan, u tǝwrǝnmǝs ǝsla. U adilliⱪ bilǝn hǝlⱪlǝr üstidǝ ⱨɵküm qiⱪiridu.
seie ye among hethene men, that the Lord hath regned. And he hath amendid the world, that schal not be moued; he schal deme puplis in equite.
11 Asmanlar xadlansun, yǝr-jaⱨan hux bolsun, Dengiz-okyan wǝ uningƣa tolƣan ⱨǝmmǝ quⱪan selip jux ursun!
Heuenes be glad, and the erthe make ful out ioye, the see and the fulnesse therof be moued togidere; feeldis schulen make ioye,
12 Dalalar ⱨǝm ulardiki ⱨǝmmǝ yayrisun! U qaƣda ormandiki pütkül dǝrǝhlǝr Pǝrwǝrdigar aldida yangritip nahxa eytidu;
and alle thingis that ben in tho. Thanne alle the trees of wodis schulen make ful out ioye, for the face of the Lord, for he cometh;
13 Qünki mana, U kelidu! U jaⱨanni soraⱪ ⱪilixⱪa kelidu; U alǝmni adilliⱪ bilǝn, Hǝlⱪlǝrni Ɵz ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt-sadaⱪitidǝ soraⱪ ⱪilidu.
for he cometh to deme the erthe. He schal deme the world in equite; and puplis in his treuthe.
