Psalms 74
1 O God, why have thou cast off forever? Why does thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?
Asaf yazƣan «Masⱪil»: — I Huda, Sǝn nemixⱪa mǝnggügǝ bizni taxliwǝtting? Nemixⱪa ƣǝzipingni tütün qiⱪarƣandǝk Ɵz yayliⱪingdiki ⱪoyliringƣa qiⱪirisǝn?
2 Remember thy congregation, which thou have gotten of old, which thou have redeemed to be the tribe of thine inheritance, and mount Zion, at which thou have dwelt.
Ɵzüng rǝnǝ tɵlǝp azad ⱪilƣan jamaitingni, Yǝni Ɵz mirasing boluxⱪa ⱪǝdimdǝ ularƣa ⱨǝmjǝmǝt bolup ⱪutⱪuzƣan ⱪǝbilini, Ɵzüng makan ⱪilƣan Zion teƣini yadingƣa kǝltürgǝysǝn!
3 Lift up thy feet to the perpetual ruins, all the evil that the enemy has done in the sanctuary.
Ⱪǝdǝmliringni muxu mǝnggülük harabliⱪlarƣa ⱪaratⱪaysǝn, Düxmǝnlǝr muⱪǝddǝs jayingda gumran ⱪilƣan barliⱪ nǝrsilǝrgǝ [ⱪariƣaysǝn];
4 Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine assembly. They have set up their ensigns for signs.
Rǝⱪibliring jamaǝtgaⱨingning otturisida ⱨɵr-pɵr ⱪilidu; Mɵjizatlar saⱪlanƣan orunƣa ular ɵz tuƣlirini tikti.
5 They seemed as men who lifted up axes upon a thicket of trees.
Ⱨǝrbiri ɵzlirini kɵrsitixip, palta oynitip orman kǝsküqidǝk,
6 And now they break down all the carved work of it with hatchet and hammers.
Ular ⱨazir [muⱪǝddǝs jayingdiki] nǝⱪixlǝrni ala ⱪoymay, palta-bolⱪilar bilǝn qeⱪiwǝtti;
7 They have set thy sanctuary on fire. They have profaned the dwelling-place of thy name to the ground.
Ular muⱪǝddǝs jayingƣa ot ⱪoydi; Ɵz namingdiki makanni bulƣap, yǝr bilǝn tǝng ⱪiliwǝtti.
8 They said in their heart, Let us make havoc of them altogether. They have burned up all the meeting-places of God in the land.
Ular kɵnglidǝ: «Biz bularning ⱨǝmmisini yoⱪitayli» dǝp, Tǝngrining zemindiki jamaǝtgaⱨlirining ⱨǝrbirini kɵydürüwǝtti.
9 We do not see our signs. There is no more any prophet, nor is there among us he who knows how long.
Bizgǝ ǝslǝtmǝ bolƣan mɵjizatlarni ⱨeq kɵrǝlmǝymiz; Pǝyƣǝmbǝrlǝrmu kǝlmǝskǝ kǝtti; Arimizdimu bu ixlarning ⱪaqanƣiqǝ bolidiƣanliⱪini bilidiƣan birsi yoⱪtur.
10 How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name forever?
Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ, i Huda, rǝⱪibing Seni mǝshirǝ ⱪilidu? Düxmǝn namingni mǝnggügǝ ⱨaⱪarǝtlǝmdu?
11 Why do thou draw back thy hand, even thy right hand? Remove it from the midst of thy bosom.
Sǝn ⱪolungni, yǝni ong ⱪolungni nemixⱪa tartiwalisǝn? Ⱪolungni ⱪoynungdin elip, ularni yoⱪatⱪaysǝn!
12 Yet God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Biraⱪ Huda ⱪǝdimdin padixaⱨim bolup kǝlgǝn, Yǝr yüzining otturisida ⱪutⱪuzuxlarni elip barƣuqi Udur.
13 Thou divided the sea by thy strength. Thou break the heads of the sea-monsters in the waters.
Sǝn dengiz süyini küqüng bilǝn bɵldung, Sulardiki ǝjdiⱨalarning baxlirini yarding.
14 Thou break the heads of leviathan in pieces. Thou gave him to be food to the people inhabiting the wilderness.
Dengizdiki lewiatanning baxlirini qeⱪip, Uning gɵxini ozuⱪ ⱪilip qɵldiki yawayilarƣa bɵlüp bǝrding.
15 Thou split fountain and flood. Thou dried up mighty rivers.
Yǝrni yerip bulaⱪlarni, eriⱪlarni aⱪⱪuzdung, Sǝn tohtimay eⱪiwatⱪan dǝryalarni ⱪurutuwǝtting.
16 The day is thine; the night is also thine. Thou have prepared the light and the sun.
Kün Sening, tünmu Seningkidur; Ay bilǝn ⱪuyaxni orunlaxturdung.
17 Thou have set all the borders of the earth. Thou have made summer and winter.
Yǝr yüzining qegralirini bǝlgiliding; Yaz bilǝn ⱪixni — Sǝn xǝkillǝndürdüng.
18 Remember this, that the enemy has reproached, O Jehovah, and that a foolish people has blasphemed thy name.
Xuni esingdǝ tutⱪaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar: — Bir düxmǝn Seni mǝshirǝ ⱪildi, Ⱨamaⱪǝt bir hǝlⱪ namingni ⱨaⱪarǝtlidi.
19 O deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove to the wild beast. Forget not the life of thy poor forever.
Pahtikingni yirtⱪuq ⱨaywanlarƣa tutup bǝrmigǝysǝn; Ezilgǝn mɵminliringning ⱨayatini mǝnggü untumiƣaysǝn.
20 Have respect to the covenant, for the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of violence.
Ɵz ǝⱨdǝnggǝ ⱪariƣaysǝn, Qünki zemindiki ⱪarangƣu bulung-puqⱪaⱪlar zorluⱪ-zumbuluⱪning turalƣuliri bilǝn toldi.
21 O let not he who is oppressed return ashamed. Let a poor and needy man praise thy name.
Ezilgüqilǝrni nomus bilǝn yandurmiƣaysǝn; Ezilgǝnlǝr, yoⱪsullar namingni mǝdⱨiyiligǝy.
22 Arise, O God, plead thine own cause. Remember how the foolish man reproaches thee all the day.
Ornungdin turƣin, i Huda, Ɵz dǝwayingni soriƣaysǝn; Ⱨamaⱪǝt kixining Ɵzüngni kün boyi mǝshirǝ ⱪiliwatⱪinini esingdǝ tutⱪaysǝn.
23 Forget not the voice of thine adversaries. The tumult of those who rise up against thee ascends continually.
Düxmǝnliringning quⱪanlirini untumiƣaysǝn; Sanga ⱪarxi ⱪozƣalƣanlarning dawrangliri tohtimay kɵtürülmǝktǝ.
