Psalms 147
1 Praise ye Jehovah, for it is good to sing praises to our God. For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.
Ⱨǝmdusana! Yaⱨni mǝdⱨiyilǝnglar! Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, bundaⱪ ⱪilix xerindur; Hudayimizni küylǝnglar! Mǝdⱨiyǝ oⱪux insanƣa yarixidu.
2 Jehovah builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
Pǝrwǝrdigar Yerusalemni bina ⱪilmaⱪta; Israilning sürgün ⱪilinƣanlirini U yiƣip kelidu;
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
U kɵngli sunuⱪlarni dawalaydu; Ularning yarilirini tangidu.
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by names.
U yultuzlarning sanini sanaydu; Ularning ⱨǝmmisigǝ bir-birlǝp isim ⱪoyidu.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Uluƣdur Rǝbbimiz, zor ⱪudrǝtliktur; Uning qüxinixi qǝksizdur.
6 Jehovah upholds the meek. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
Pǝrwǝrdigar yawax mɵminlǝrni yɵlǝp kɵtüridu; Rǝzillǝrni yǝrgiqǝ tɵwǝn ⱪilidu.
7 Sing to Jehovah with thanksgiving. Sing praises upon the harp to our God,
Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkürlǝr bilǝn nahxa eytinglar; Küylǝrni qiltarƣa tǝngxǝp eytinglar!
8 who covers the heavens with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow upon the mountains.
U asmanni bulutlar bilǝn ⱪaplitidu, Zeminƣa yamƣurni bekitidu, Taƣlarda ot-qɵplǝrni ɵstüridu;
9 He gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Mallarƣa ozuⱪ, Taƣ ⱪaƣisining qüjiliri zarliƣanda, ularƣa ozuⱪ beridu;
10 He does not delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
At küqidin U zoⱪ almaydu; Adǝmning qǝbdǝs putlirini hursǝnlik dǝp bilmǝydu;
11 Jehovah takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
Pǝrwǝrdigar bǝlki Ɵzidin ǝyminidiƣanlarni, Ɵzining ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitigǝ ümid baƣliƣanlarni hursǝnlik dǝp bilidu.
12 Praise Jehovah, O Jerusalem. Praise thy God, O Zion.
Pǝrwǝrdigarni mahtanglar, i Yerusalem; Hudayingni mǝdⱨiyilǝ, i Zion.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates. He has blessed thy sons within thee.
Qünki U dǝrwaziliringning taⱪaⱪlirini mǝⱨkǝm ⱪilidu; Seningdǝ turuwatⱪan pǝrzǝntliringgǝ bǝht-bǝrikǝt bǝrdi.
14 He makes peace in thy borders. He fills thee with the finest of the wheat.
U qǝt-qegraliringda aram-tinqliⱪ yürgüzidu, Seni buƣdayning esili bilǝn ⱪanaǝtlǝndüridu.
15 He sends out his commandment upon earth. His word runs very swiftly.
U Ɵz ǝmr-bexarǝtlirini yǝr yüzigǝ ǝwǝtidu; Uning sɵz-kalami intayin tez yügüridu.
16 He gives snow like wool. He scatters the hoar-frost like ashes.
U aⱪ ⱪarni yungdǝk beridu, Ⱪirawni küllǝrdǝk tarⱪitidu.
17 He casts forth his ice like morsels. Who can stand before his cold?
Uning muzini nan uwaⱪliridǝk ⱪilip parqiliwetidu; Uning soƣuⱪi aldida kim turalisun?
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
U sɵzini ǝwǝtip, ularni eritidu; Uning xamilini qiⱪirip, sularni aⱪⱪuzidu.
19 He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
U Ɵz sɵz-kalamini Yaⱪupⱪa, Bǝlgilimilirini ⱨǝm ⱨɵkümlirini Israilƣa ayan ⱪilidu;
20 He has not dealt so with any nation. And as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye Jehovah.
U baxⱪa ⱨeqbir ǝlgǝ mundaⱪ muamilǝ ⱪilmiƣandur; Uning ⱨɵkümlirini bolsa, ular bilip baⱪⱪan ǝmǝs. Ⱨǝmdusana!
