< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise ye Jah! for it is good. Sing psalms of our God; for it is pleasant: praise is comely.
Hemdusana! Yahni medhiyilenglar! Berheq, bundaq qilish shérindur; Xudayimizni küylenglar! Medhiye oqush insan’gha yarishidu.
2 Jehovah doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth the outcasts of Israel.
Perwerdigar Yérusalémni bina qilmaqta; Israilning sürgün qilin’ghanlirini U yighip kélidu;
3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
U köngli sunuqlarni dawalaydu; Ularning yarilirini tangidu.
4 He counteth the number of the stars; he giveth names to them all.
U yultuzlarning sanini sanaydu; Ularning hemmisige bir-birlep isim qoyidu.
5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
Ulughdur Rebbimiz, zor qudretliktur; Uning chüshinishi cheksizdur.
6 Jehovah lifteth up the meek; he abaseth the wicked to the earth.
Perwerdigar yawash möminlerni yölep kötüridu; Rezillerni yergiche töwen qilidu.
7 Sing unto Jehovah with thanksgiving; sing psalms upon the harp unto our God:
Perwerdigargha teshekkürler bilen naxsha éytinglar; Küylerni chiltargha tengshep éytinglar!
8 Who covereth the heavens with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains;
U asmanni bulutlar bilen qaplitidu, Zémin’gha yamghurni békitidu, Taghlarda ot-chöplerni östüridu;
9 Who giveth to the cattle their food, to the young ravens which cry.
Mallargha ozuq, Tagh qaghisining chüjiliri zarlighanda, ulargha ozuq béridu;
10 He delighteth not in the strength of the horse, he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man;
At küchidin U zoq almaydu; Ademning chebdes putlirini xursenlik dep bilmeydu;
11 Jehovah taketh pleasure in those that fear him, in those that hope in his loving-kindness.
Perwerdigar belki Özidin eyminidighanlarni, Özining özgermes muhebbitige ümid baghlighanlarni xursenlik dep bilidu.
12 Laud Jehovah, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
Perwerdigarni maxtanglar, i Yérusalém; Xudayingni medhiyile, i Zion.
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee;
Chünki U derwaziliringning taqaqlirini mehkem qilidu; Séningde turuwatqan perzentliringge bext-beriket berdi.
14 He maketh peace in thy borders; he satisfieth thee with the finest of the wheat.
U chet-chégraliringda aram-tinchliq yürgüzidu, Séni bughdayning ésili bilen qanaetlendüridu.
15 He sendeth forth his oracles to the earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
U Öz emr-bésharetlirini yer yüzige ewetidu; Uning söz-kalami intayin téz yügüridu.
16 He giveth snow like wool, scattereth the hoar frost like ashes;
U aq qarni yungdek béridu, Qirawni küllerdek tarqitidu.
17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
Uning muzini nan uwaqliridek qilip parchiliwétidu; Uning soghuqi aldida kim turalisun?
18 He sendeth his word, and melteth them; he causeth his wind to blow — the waters flow.
U sözini ewetip, ularni éritidu; Uning shamilini chiqirip, sularni aqquzidu.
19 He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
U Öz söz-kalamini Yaqupqa, Belgilimilirini hem hökümlirini Israilgha ayan qilidu;
20 He hath not dealt thus with any nation; and as for [his] judgments, they have not known them. Hallelujah!
U bashqa héchbir elge mundaq muamile qilmighandur; Uning hökümlirini bolsa, ular bilip baqqan emes. Hemdusana!

< Psalms 147 >