< Psalms 45 >

1 To him that excelleth on Shoshannim a song of love to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. Mine heart will vtter forth a good matter: I wil intreat in my workes of the King: my tongue is as the pen of a swift writer.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Nilupǝrlǝr» degǝn aⱨangda oⱪulsun dǝp, Koraⱨning oƣulliriƣa tapxurulƣan, «sɵyümlük yar üqün» degǝn «Masⱪil» munajat-nahxa: — Ⱪǝlbimdin güzǝl ix toƣrisida sɵzlǝr urƣup qiⱪmaⱪta; Padixaⱨⱪa beƣixliƣan munajitimni eytimǝn; Tilim goya maⱨir xairning ⱪǝlimidur;
2 Thou art fayrer then the children of men: grace is powred in thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for euer.
Insan baliliri iqidǝ sǝn ǝng güzǝldursǝn; Lǝwliring xapaǝt bilǝn toldurulƣandur; Xunga Huda sanga mǝnggügǝ rǝⱨmǝt ⱪildi.
3 Gird thy sword vpon thy thigh, O most mightie, to wit, thy worship and thy glory,
I büyük bolƣuqi, Ⱪiliqingni asⱪin yeningƣa, Ⱨǝywiting wǝ xanu-xǝwkiting bilǝn!
4 And prosper with thy glory: ride vpon the worde of trueth and of meekenes and of righteousnes: so thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
Ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt, kǝmtǝrlik ⱨǝm adalǝtni alƣa sürüxkǝ atlanƣiningda, Xanu-xǝwkǝt iqidǝ ƣǝlibǝ bilǝn alƣa bas! Xuning bilǝn ong ⱪolung ɵzünggǝ karamǝt ⱪorⱪunqluⱪ ixlarni kɵrsitidu!
5 Thine arrowes are sharpe to pearce the heart of the Kings enemies: therefore the people shall fall vnder thee.
Sening oⱪliring ɵtkürdur, Ular padixaⱨning düxmǝnlirining yürikigǝ sanjilidu; Pütün ǝllǝr ayiƣingƣa yiⱪitilidu.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for euer and euer: the scepter of thy kingdome is a scepter of righteousnesse.
Sening tǝhting, i Huda, ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdliktur; Padixaⱨliⱪingdiki Xaⱨanǝ ⱨasang, adalǝtning ⱨasisidur.
7 Thou louest righteousnes, and hatest wickednesse, because God, euen thy God hath anoynted thee with the oyle of gladnes aboue thy fellowes.
Sǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni sɵyüp, rǝzillikkǝ nǝprǝtlinip kǝlgǝnsǝn; Xunga Huda, yǝni sening Hudaying, seni ⱨǝmraⱨliringdin üstün ⱪilip xadliⱪ meyi bilǝn mǝsiⱨ ⱪildi.
8 All thy garments smelll of myrrhe and aloes, and cassia, when thou commest out of the yuorie palaces, where they haue made thee glad.
Sening kiyimliringdin murmǝkki, muǝttǝr wǝ darqin ⱨidi kelidu; Pil qixi sarayliridiki sazǝndilǝrning tarliⱪ sazliri seni hursǝn ⱪilidu.
9 Kings daugthers were among thine honorable wiues: vpon thy right hand did stand the Queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
Padixaⱨlarning mǝlikiliri ⱨɵrmǝtlik kenizǝkliringning ⱪatarididur; Hanixing Ofirdiki sap altun [zibu-zinǝtlǝrni] taⱪap ong ⱪolungda turidu;
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine eare: forget also thine owne people and thy fathers house.
«Angliƣin, i ⱪizim, kɵrgin, sɵzlirimgǝ ⱪulaⱪ salƣin; Ɵz ⱪǝbilǝng wǝ ata jǝmǝtingni untup ⱪal!
11 So shall the King haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lord, and reuerence thou him.
Xuning bilǝn padixaⱨ güzǝl jamalingƣa mǝptun bolidu; U sening hojang, sǝn uningƣa sǝjdǝ ⱪil».
12 And the daughter of Tyrus with the rich of the people shall doe homage before thy face with presents.
Tur xǝⱨirining ⱪizi [aldingda] sowƣa bilǝn ⱨazir bolidu; Halayiⱪ arisidiki baylar sening xapaitingni kütidu;
13 The Kings daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of broydred golde.
Xaⱨanǝ ⱪizning iqki dunyasi pütünlǝy parlaⱪtur, Uning kiyimlirimu zǝr bilǝn kǝxtilǝngǝn;
14 She shalbe brought vnto the King in raiment of needle worke: the virgins that follow after her, and her companions shall be brought vnto thee.
U kǝxtilik kiyimlǝr bilǝn padixaⱨning ⱨuzuriƣa kǝltürülidu; Kǝynidin uningƣa ⱪoldax kenizǝklǝrmu billǝ yeningƣa elip kelinidu;
15 With ioy and gladnes shall they be brought, and shall enter into the Kings palace.
Ular huxal-huram, xadliⱪ iqidǝ baxlap kelinidu; Ular birliktǝ padixaⱨning ordisiƣa kirixidu.
16 In steade of thy fathers shall thy children be: thou shalt make them princes through all the earth.
«Ata-bowiliringning orniƣa oƣulliring qiⱪidu; Sǝn ularni pütkül jaⱨanƣa ⱨakim ⱪilisǝn.
17 I will make thy Name to be remembred through all generations: therefore shall the people giue thanks vnto thee world without ende.
Mǝn sening namingni ǝwladdin-ǝwladⱪa yad ǝtküzimǝn; Xunglaxⱪa barliⱪ ⱪowmlar seni ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ mǝdⱨiyilǝydu».

< Psalms 45 >