Psalms 79
1 A Psalm of Asaph. The nations, O God, have invaded Your inheritance; they have defiled Your holy temple and reduced Jerusalem to rubble.
Asaf yazghan küy: — I Xuda, eller Öz mirasinggha bösüp kirdi; Ular Séning muqeddes ibadetxanangni bulghidi; Yérusalémni döwe-döwe xarabilerge aylandurdi.
2 They have given the corpses of Your servants as food to the birds of the air, the flesh of Your saints to the beasts of the earth.
Ular qulliringning jesetlirini asmandiki uchar-qanatlargha yem qilip, Mömin bendiliringning etlirini daladiki haywanatlargha tashlap berdi.
3 They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury the dead.
Ular xelqingning qanlirini Yérusalém etrapida sudek aqquzdi, Jesetlirini kömgili birer ademmu qaldurmidi.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those around us.
Qoshnilirimiz aldida reswagha qalduq, Etrapimizdikilerge mesxire we mazaq obyékti bolduq.
5 How long, O LORD? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
Qachan’ghiche, i Perwerdigar? Sen menggüge ghezeplinemsen? Séning yüriking ot bolup örtiniwéremdu?
6 Pour out Your wrath on the nations that do not acknowledge You, on the kingdoms that refuse to call on Your name,
Qehringni Séni tonumighan eller üstige, Namingni bilmigen padishahliqlar üstige tökkeysen!
7 for they have devoured Jacob and devastated his homeland.
Chünki ular Yaqupni yalmap, Uning makanini xarabilikke aylanduruwetti.
8 Do not hold past sins against us; let Your compassion come quickly, for we are brought low.
Ata-bowilirimizning qebihliklirini bizge hésablimighaysen; Rehimdilliqliring bizning yénimizgha chapsan kelgey! Chünki biz intayin pes ehwalgha chüshürülduq.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Your name; deliver us and atone for our sins, for the sake of Your name.
Öz namingning shöhriti üchün bizge yardem qilghaysen, i nijatliqimizning Xudasi, Naming üchün bizni qutquzghaysen, gunahlirimizni kafaret qilip kechürgeysen;
10 Why should the nations ask, “Where is their God?” Before our eyes, make known among the nations Your vengeance for the bloodshed of Your servants.
Eller némishqa: «Ularning Xudasi qeyerde?» dep mazaq qilishidu? Qulliring tökken qan qerzining hésabi eller arisida, köz aldimizda qilinsun.
11 May the groans of the captives reach You; by the strength of Your arm preserve those condemned to death.
Esirlerning ah-zarliri aldinggha kelgey; Bilikingning ulughluqi bilen, ölümge buyrulghanlarni saqlighaysen.
12 Pay back into the laps of our neighbors sevenfold the reproach they hurled at You, O Lord.
I Reb, yat qoshnilirimizning Sanga qilghan zor haqaritini yette hesse qoshup özlirige, Yeni ularning ichi-baghrigha qayturghaysen;
13 Then we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture, will thank You forever; from generation to generation we will declare Your praise.
Shundaq qilip, Séning xelqing — Özüng baqqan qoyliring bolghan bizler, Sanga menggüge teshekkürler éytimiz, Ewladtin ewladqiche Séning medhiyiliringni ayan qilimiz.
