Psalms 67

1 Unto the end, in, hymns, a psalm of a canticle for David. May God have mercy on us, and bless us: may he cause the light of his countenance to shine upon us, and may he have mercy on us.

Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, tarliq sazlar bilen chélinsun, dep yézilghan küy-naxsha: — Xuda bizge méhir-shepqet körsitip, bizni beriketlep, Öz jamalining nurini üstimizge chachqay! (Sélah)

2 That we may know thy way upon earth: thy salvation in all nations.

Shundaq qilghanda yolung pütkül jahanda, Qutuldurush-nijatliqing barliq eller arisida ayan bolidu.

3 Let people confess to thee, O God: let all people give praise to thee.

Barliq qowmlar Séni medhiyiligey, i Xuda; Barliq qowmlar Séni medhiyiligey!

4 Let the nations be glad and rejoice: for thou judgest the people with justice, and directest the nations upon earth.

Jimi qowmlar xushalliq bilen tentene qilip küyligey, Chünki Sen xelq-milletlerge adilliq bilen höküm chiqirisen, Yer yüzidiki taipilerni, Sen yétekleysen; (Sélah)

5 Let the people, O God, confess to thee: let all the people give praise to thee:

Barliq qowmlar Séni medhiyiligey, i Xuda; Barliq qowmlar Séni medhiyiligey!

6 The earth hath yielded her fruit. May God, our God bless us,

We yer-zémin köklirini ündüridu; Xuda, bizning Xudayimiz, bizni beriketleydu;

7 May God bless us: and all the ends of the earth fear him.

Xuda bizni beriketleydu; Shuning bilen yer yüzndikiler chet-yaqilarghiche uningdin eyminishidu!