Psalms 72
1 A psalm of Solomon. God, please give the king fairness, and give the king's son the ability to do what's right.
Sulayman üqün: — I Huda, padixaⱨⱪa ⱨɵkümliringni tapxurƣaysǝn; Padixaⱨning oƣliƣa Ɵz ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪingni bǝrgǝysǝn.
2 May he rightly judge your people, and may he be fair to the poor.
Xundaⱪ bolƣanda u Ɵz hǝlⱪing üqün ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪ bilǝn, Sanga tǝwǝ ezilgǝn mɵminlǝr üqün adilliⱪ bilǝn ⱨɵküm qiⱪiridu;
3 May the mountains bring peace to the people, and the hills bring goodness.
Taƣlar hǝlⱪⱪǝ tinq-amanliⱪ elip kelidu, Edirliⱪlarmu ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪ bilǝn xundaⱪ ⱪilidu.
4 May he defend the poor and save their children, may he crush those who oppress them.
Padixaⱨ hǝlⱪ arisidiki ezilgǝnlǝrgǝ adil ⱨɵkümlǝrni qiⱪiridu; U namratlarning balilirini ⱪutⱪuzidu, Zalimlarni bitqit ⱪilidu.
5 May they respect him as long as the sun and the moon shine above, for all generations.
Xundaⱪ bolƣanda kün wǝ ay yoⱪ bolup kǝtmisila, Əwladtin-ǝwladⱪa hǝlⱪ Sǝndin ǝyminidu.
6 May his reign be like rain falling on new grass, like showers that water the earth.
U bolsa goya yengidin orƣan otlaⱪⱪa yaƣⱪan yamƣurdǝk, Yǝr suƣiridiƣan ⱨɵl-yeƣinlardǝk qüxidu.
7 May those who live right prosper under his rule; may there be great prosperity until the moon is no more.
Uning künliridǝ ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar ronaⱪ tapidu; Ay yoⱪ bolƣuqǝ tinq-amanliⱪ texip turidu.
8 May he rule from sea to sea, from the river to the ends of the earth.
U dengizdin-dengizlarƣiqǝ, [Əfrat] dǝryasidin yǝr yüzining qǝtlirigiqǝ ⱨɵküm süridu.
9 Desert tribes will kneel before him; and his enemies will bite the dust.
Qɵl-bayawanda yaxawatⱪanlar uning aldida bax ⱪoyidu; Uning düxmǝnliri topilarni yalaydu.
10 The kings of Tarshish and the islands will bring him tribute; the kings of Sheba and Seba will present him with gifts.
Tarxixning wǝ arallarning padixaⱨliri uningƣa ⱨǝdiyǝlǝr tǝⱪdim ⱪilidu, Xeba wǝ Sebaning padixaⱨlirimu sowƣatlar sunidu.
11 Every king will bow down to him; every nation will serve him.
Dǝrwǝⱪǝ, barliⱪ padixaⱨlar uning aldida sǝjdǝ ⱪilidu; Pütkül ǝllǝr uning hizmitidǝ bolidu;
12 He will help the poor when they cry out to him, and help those who are suffering that have no one to support them.
Qünki u pǝryad kɵtürgǝn yoⱪsullarni, Panaⱨsiz ezilgǝnlǝrni ⱪutulduridu;
13 He has pity on the poor and needy—he saves their lives!
U yoⱪsul-ajizlarƣa iqini aƣritidu, Yoⱪsullarning jenini ⱪutⱪuzidu;
14 He rescues them from violence and oppression, for their lives mean so much to him.
Ularning jenini zulum-zomigǝrliktin ⱨɵrlükkǝ qiⱪiridu, Ularning ⱪeni uning nǝziridǝ ⱪimmǝtliktur.
15 May he live long! May the gold from Sheba be given to him. May people always pray for him and bless him all day long.
[Padixaⱨ] yaxisun! Xebaning altunliridin uningƣa sunulidu; Uning üqün dua tohtawsiz ⱪilinidu; Uningƣa kün boyi bǝht tilinidu;
16 May there be plenty of grain in the land, even growing on mountain-tops. May the fruit on the trees sway like the trees of Lebanon. May the people in the city flourish like grass in a field.
Yǝr yüzidiki ⱨosul mol bolidu, Ⱨǝtta taƣ qoⱪⱪiliridimu xundaⱪ bolidu. [Miƣ-miƣ] qüxkǝn mewilǝr Liwandiki ormanlardǝk tǝwrinidu; Xǝⱨǝrdikilǝr bolsa daladiki ot-yexilliⱪtǝk güllinidu;
17 May his fame live forever, may it last as long as the sun. May all nations be blessed through him, and may they praise him.
Uning nami mǝnggügǝ ɵqmǝydu, Uning nami ⱪuyax yoⱪalƣuqǝ turidu; Adǝmlǝr uning bilǝn ɵzlirigǝ bǝht tilǝydu, Barliⱪ ǝllǝr uni bǝhtlik dǝp atixidu.
18 Praise the Lord God, the God of Israel, who is the only one who can do such fantastic things!
Israilning Hudasi, Pǝrwǝrdigar Hudaƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ bolƣay! Karamǝt ixlarni Yaratⱪuqi yalƣuz Udur!
19 Praise his wonderful nature forever! May the whole world be full of his glory! Amen and amen!
Uning xǝrǝplik namiƣa mǝnggügǝ tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ oⱪulsun! Uning xan-xɵⱨriti pütkül dunyani ⱪapliƣay! Amin! Wǝ amin!
20 (This is the end of the psalms of David, son of Jesse.)
Yǝssǝning oƣli Dawutning dualiri xuning bilǝn tamam boldi.
