Zǝbur 97
1 Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱨɵküm süridu! Yǝr-zemin hux bolsun, Kɵpligǝn arallar xadlansun!
The Lord hath regned, the erthe make ful out ioye; many ilis be glad.
2 Bulutlar wǝ ⱪarangƣuluⱪ Uning ǝtrapididur, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyǝt wǝ adalǝt tǝhtining ulidur;
Cloude and derknesse in his cumpas; riytfulnesse and doom is amending of his seete.
3 Uning aldida ot yalⱪuni yüridu, Ətraptiki düxmǝnlirini kɵydürüp taxlaydu;
Fier schal go bifore him; and schal enflawme hise enemyes in cumpas.
4 Uning qaⱪmaⱪliri jaⱨanni yorutti, Yǝr buni kɵrüp titrǝp kǝtti;
Hise leitis schyneden to the world; the erthe siy, and was moued.
5 Pǝrwǝrdigarning aldida, Pütkül zeminning igisining aldida, Taƣlar momdǝk erip ketidu.
Hillis as wax fletiden doun fro the face of the Lord; al erthe fro the face of the Lord.
6 Asmanlar Uning ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyitini jakarlaydu, Barliⱪ hǝlⱪlǝr Uning xan-xǝripini kɵridu.
Heuenes telden his riytfulnesse; and alle puplis sien his glorie.
7 Oyma ⱨǝykǝllǝrgǝ qoⱪunƣanlar, Butlar bilǝn mahtinip yürgüqilǝrning ⱨǝmmisi uyatta ⱪalidu. Barliⱪ ilaⱨlar, Uningƣa sǝjdǝ ⱪilinglar!
Alle that worschipen sculptilis be schent, and thei that han glorie in her symelacris; alle ye aungels of the Lord, worschipe him.
8 Sening ⱨɵkümliring sǝwǝbidin, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Zion anglap xadlandi, Yǝⱨuda ⱪizliri hux boldi.
Sion herde, and was glad, and the douytris of Juda maden ful out ioye; for `thi domes, Lord.
9 Qünki Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar pütkül yǝr yüzi üstidiki ǝng aliysidursǝn; Sǝn barliⱪ ilaⱨlardin nǝⱪǝdǝr yuⱪiridursǝn!
For thou, Lord, art the hiyeste on al erthe; thou art greetli enhaunsid ouere alle goddis.
10 Pǝrwǝrdigarni sɵygǝnlǝr, yamanliⱪtin nǝprǝtlininglar! U mɵmin bǝndilirining jenidin hǝwǝr alidu, Rǝzillǝrning qanggilidin halas ⱪilidu.
Ye that louen the Lord, hate yuel; the Lord kepith the soulis of hise seyntis; he schal delyuer hem fro the hond of the synner.
11 Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar üqün nur, Dili duruslar üqün xadliⱪ terilƣandur;
Liyt is risun to the riytful man; and gladnesse to riytful men of herte.
12 Pǝrwǝrdigardin xadlininglar, i ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar, Uning pak-muⱪǝddǝslikini yad etip tǝxǝkkür eytinglar!
Juste men, be ye glad in the Lord; and knouleche ye to the mynde of his halewyng.
