Psalms 102
1 A Prayer of the afflicted, when he is overwhelmed, and poureth out his complaint before Jehovah. Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And let my cry come unto thee.
Ezilgǝnning duasi: U ⱨalidin kǝtkǝndǝ, dad-pǝryadini Pǝrwǝrdigar aldiƣa tɵkkǝndǝ: — Duayimni angliƣaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Pǝryadim aldingƣa yetip kirsun!
2 Hide not thy face from me in the day of my distress: Incline thine ear unto me; In the day when I call answer me speedily.
Yüzüngni mǝndin ⱪaqurmiƣaysǝn; Ⱪisilƣan künümdǝ manga ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn; Mǝn nida ⱪilƣan kündǝ, manga tez jawab bǝrgin!
3 For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.
Mana, künlirim is-tütǝktǝk tügǝp ketidu, Ustihanlirim otun-qoƣlarƣa ohxax kɵydi!
4 My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.
Yürikim zǝhmǝ yǝp qɵplǝr hazan bolƣandǝk ⱪurup kǝtti, Ⱨǝtta nenimni yeyixni untudum.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
Mǝn aⱨu-zar tartⱪanliⱪimdin, Ətlirim süngǝklirimgǝ qaplixip ⱪaldi.
6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am become as an owl of the waste places.
Qɵl-bayawandiki saⱪiyⱪuxtǝk, Wǝyranqiliⱪta ⱪonup yürgǝn ⱨuwⱪuxⱪa ohxaymǝn.
7 I watch, and am become like a sparrow That is alone upon the house-top.
Uhlimay sǝgǝk turup kɵzǝttimǝn; Ɵgzidǝ yalƣuz ⱪalƣan ⱪuxⱪaq kǝbimǝn.
8 Mine enemies reproach me all the day; They that are mad against me do curse by me.
Düxmǝnlirim kün boyi meni mǝshirǝ ⱪilmaⱪta, Meni ⱨaⱪarǝtligǝnlǝr ismimni lǝnǝt ornida ixlǝtmǝktǝ.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,
Ⱪǝⱨring ⱨǝm aqqiⱪing tüpǝylidin, Külni nan dǝp yǝwatimǝn, Iqimlikimni kɵz yexim bilǝn arilaxturimǝn; Qünki Sǝn meni kɵtürüp, andin yǝrgǝ urdung.
10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: For thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.
11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
Künlirim ⱪuyax uzartⱪan kɵlǝnggidǝk yoⱪulay dǝp ⱪaldi, Ɵzüm bolsam qɵplǝr hazan bolƣandǝk ⱪurup kǝttim.
12 But thou, O Jehovah, wilt abide for ever; And thy memorial [name] unto all generations.
Lekin Sǝn, Pǝrwǝrdigar, ǝbǝdiy turisǝn, Sening nam-xɵⱨriting dǝwrdin-dǝwrgiqidur.
13 Thou wilt arise, and have mercy upon Zion; For it is time to have pity upon her, Yea, the set time is come.
Sǝn ornungdin turisǝn, Zionƣa rǝⱨim ⱪilisǝn; Qünki uningƣa xǝpⱪǝt kɵrsitix waⱪti kǝldi, Ⱨǝ, waⱪit-saiti yetip kǝldi!
14 For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, And have pity upon her dust.
Qünki ⱪulliring uning taxliridin hursǝnlik tapidu, Ⱨǝm tupriⱪiƣimu iqini aƣritidu;
15 So the nations shall fear the name of Jehovah, And all the kings of the earth thy glory.
Əllǝr Pǝrwǝrdigarning namidin, Yǝr yüzidiki xaⱨlar xan-xǝripingdin ǝyminidu.
16 For Jehovah hath built up Zion; He hath appeared in his glory.
Mana, Pǝrwǝrdigar Zionni ⱪaytidin ⱪurƣanda, U Ɵz xan-xǝripidǝ kɵrünidu!
17 He hath regarded the prayer of the destitute, And hath not despised their prayer.
U ƣerib-miskinning duasiƣa etibar beridu; Ularning duasini ⱨǝrgiz kǝmsitmǝydu.
18 This shall be written for the generation to come; And a people which shall be created shall praise Jehovah.
Bular kǝlgüsi bir ǝwlad üqün hatirilinidu; Xuning bilǝn kǝlgüsidǝ yaritilidiƣan bir hǝlⱪ Yaⱨni mǝdⱨiyǝlǝydu;
19 For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary; From heaven did Jehovah behold the earth;
Qünki U ǝsirlǝrning aⱨ-zarlirini anglay dǝp, Ɵlümgǝ buyrulƣanlarni azad ⱪilay dǝp, Egizdiki muⱪǝddǝs jayidin engixip nǝzǝr saldi, Ərxlǝrdin Pǝrwǝrdigar yǝrgǝ ⱪaridi;
20 To hear the sighing of the prisoner; To loose those that are appointed to death;
21 That men may declare the name of Jehovah in Zion, And his praise in Jerusalem;
Xundaⱪ ⱪilip, ular Pǝrwǝrdigarning hizmitidǝ bolayli degǝndǝ, Yǝni ǝl-mǝmlikǝtlǝr jǝm yiƣilƣan waⱪtida — Pǝrwǝrdigarning nami Zionda, Uning xǝrǝpliri Yerusalemda jakarlinidu!
22 When the peoples are gathered together, And the kingdoms, to serve Jehovah.
23 He weakened my strength in the way; He shortened my days.
Biraⱪ U meni yolda maƣdursizlandurup, Künlirimni ⱪisⱪartti.
24 I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: Thy years are throughout all generations.
Mǝn: «Tǝngrim, ɵmrümning yerimida meni elip kǝtmǝ!» — dedim. — «Sening yilliring dǝwrdin dǝwrgiqidur,
25 Of old didst thou lay the foundation of the earth; And the heavens are the work of thy hands.
Sǝn yǝrni ǝlmisaⱪtinla bǝrpa ⱪilƣansǝn, Asmanlarni ⱨǝm ⱪolliring yasiƣandur;
26 They shall perish, but thou shalt endure; Yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; As a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed:
Ular yoⱪ bolup ketidu, Biraⱪ Sǝn dawamliⱪ turiwerisǝn; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi kiyimdǝk konirap ketidu; Ularni kona ton kǝbi almaxtursang, Xunda ular kiyim-keqǝk yǝnggüxlǝngǝndǝk yǝnggüxlinidu.
27 But thou art the same, And thy years shall have no end.
Biraⱪ Sǝn ɵzgǝrmigüqidursǝn, Yilliringning tamami yoⱪtur.
28 The children of thy servants shall continue, And their seed shall be established before thee.
Ⱪulliringning balilirimu turiweridu, Ularning ǝwladi ⱨuzuringda mǝzmut yaxaydu!».
