Psalms 146

1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise thou the Lord, O my soule.

Hemdusana! I jénim, Perwerdigarni medhiyile!

2 I will prayse the Lord during my life: as long as I haue any being, I wil sing vnto my God.

Men hayat bolsamla, Perwerdigarni medhiyileymen; Wujudum bar bolsila Xudayimgha küy éytimen.

3 Put not your trust in princes, nor in the sonne of man, for there is none helpe in him.

Ésilzadilergimu, Insan balisighimu tayanmanglar, Ularda héch medet-nijatliq yoqtur.

4 His breath departeth, and he returneth to his earth: then his thoughtes perish.

Mana, uning nepisi kétidu, U öz tupriqigha qaytip kétidu; Shu kündila arzu-niyetliri yoqap kétidu.

5 Blessed is he, that hath the God of Iaakob for his helpe, whose hope is in the Lord his God.

Yaqupning Tengrisi medetkari bolghan adem, Perwerdigar Xudasini öz ümidi qilghan adem bextliktur!

6 Which made heauen and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth his fidelitie for euer:

U asmanlarni, zéminni, Déngizni hem uningda bar mewjudatlarni yaratqandur; U heqiqet-sadaqette menggü turidu;

7 Which executeth iustice for the oppressed: which giueth bread to the hungry: the Lord loseth the prisoners.

Ézilgüchiler üchün U höküm süridu; Ach qalghanlargha nan béridu. Perwerdigar mehbuslarni azad qilidu;

8 The Lord giueth sight to the blinde: the Lord rayseth vp the crooked: the Lord loueth the righteous.

Perwerdigar korlarning közlirini achidu; Perwerdigar égilip qalghanlarni turghuzidu; Perwerdigar heqqaniylarni söyidu.

9 The Lord keepeth the strangers: he relieueth the fatherlesse and widowe: but he ouerthroweth the way of the wicked.

Perwerdigar musapirlardin xewer alidu; Yétim-yésirlerni, tul xotunni yöleydu; Biraq rezillerning yolini egri-bügri qilidu.

10 The Lord shall reigne for euer: O Zion, thy God endureth from generation to generation. Prayse ye the Lord.

Perwerdigar menggüge höküm süridu; I Zion, séning Xudaying dewrdin-dewrgiche höküm süridu! Hemdusana!