Psalms 79
1 A Psalme committed to Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance: thine holy Temple haue they defiled, and made Ierusalem heapes of stones.
Asaf yazƣan küy: — I Huda, ǝllǝr Ɵz mirasingƣa bɵsüp kirdi; Ular Sening muⱪǝddǝs ibadǝthanangni bulƣidi; Yerusalemni dɵwǝ-dɵwǝ harabilǝrgǝ aylandurdi.
2 The dead bodies of thy seruats haue they giuen to be meat vnto foules of ye heauen: and the flesh of thy Saintes vnto the beastes of the earth.
Ular ⱪulliringning jǝsǝtlirini asmandiki uqar-ⱪanatlarƣa yǝm ⱪilip, Mɵmin bǝndiliringning ǝtlirini daladiki ⱨaywanatlarƣa taxlap bǝrdi.
3 Their blood haue they shead like waters rounde about Ierusalem, and there was none to burie them.
Ular hǝlⱪingning ⱪanlirini Yerusalem ǝtrapida sudǝk aⱪⱪuzdi, Jǝsǝtlirini kɵmgili birǝr adǝmmu ⱪaldurmidi.
4 Wee are a reproche to our neighbours, euen a scorne and derision vnto them that are round about vs.
Ⱪoxnilirimiz aldida rǝswaƣa ⱪalduⱪ, Ətrapimizdikilǝrgǝ mǝshirǝ wǝ mazaⱪ obyekti bolduⱪ.
5 Lord, howe long wilt thou be angrie, for euer? shall thy gelousie burne like fire?
Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ, i Pǝrwǝrdigar? Sǝn mǝnggügǝ ƣǝzǝplinǝmsǝn? Sening yüriking ot bolup ɵrtiniwerǝmdu?
6 Powre out thy wrath vpon the heathen that haue not knowen thee, and vpon the kingdomes that haue not called vpon thy Name.
Ⱪǝⱨringni Seni tonumiƣan ǝllǝr üstigǝ, Namingni bilmigǝn padixaⱨliⱪlar üstigǝ tɵkkǝysǝn!
7 For they haue deuoured Iaakob and made his dwelling place desolate.
Qünki ular Yaⱪupni yalmap, Uning makanini harabilikkǝ aylanduruwǝtti.
8 Remember not against vs the former iniquities, but make haste and let thy tender mercies preuent vs: for we are in great miserie.
Ata-bowilirimizning ⱪǝbiⱨliklirini bizgǝ ⱨesablimiƣaysǝn; Rǝⱨimdilliⱪliring bizning yenimizƣa qapsan kǝlgǝy! Qünki biz intayin pǝs ǝⱨwalƣa qüxürülduⱪ.
9 Helpe vs, O God of our saluation, for the glorie of thy Name, and deliuer vs, and be mercifull vnto our sinnes for thy Names sake.
Ɵz namingning xɵⱨriti üqün bizgǝ yardǝm ⱪilƣaysǝn, i nijatliⱪimizning Hudasi, Naming üqün bizni ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn, gunaⱨlirimizni kafarǝt ⱪilip kǝqürgǝysǝn;
10 Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be knowen among the heathen in our sight by the vengeance of the blood of thy seruants that is shed.
Əllǝr nemixⱪa: «Ularning Hudasi ⱪǝyǝrdǝ?» dǝp mazaⱪ ⱪilixidu? Ⱪulliring tɵkkǝn ⱪan ⱪǝrzining ⱨesabi ǝllǝr arisida, kɵz aldimizda ⱪilinsun.
11 Let the sighing of the prisoners come before thee: according to thy mightie arme preserue the children of death,
Əsirlǝrning aⱨ-zarliri aldingƣa kǝlgǝy; Bilikingning uluƣluⱪi bilǝn, ɵlümgǝ buyrulƣanlarni saⱪliƣaysǝn.
12 And render to our neighbours seuen folde into their bosome their reproche, wherewith they haue reproched thee, O Lord.
I Rǝb, yat ⱪoxnilirimizning Sanga ⱪilƣan zor ⱨaⱪaritini yǝttǝ ⱨǝssǝ ⱪoxup ɵzlirigǝ, Yǝni ularning iqi-baƣriƣa ⱪayturƣaysǝn;
13 So wee thy people, and sheepe of thy pasture shall praise thee for euer: and from generation to generation we will set foorth thy praise.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilip, Sening hǝlⱪing — Ɵzüng baⱪⱪan ⱪoyliring bolƣan bizlǝr, Sanga mǝnggügǝ tǝxǝkkürlǝr eytimiz, Əwladtin ǝwladⱪiqǝ Sening mǝdⱨiyiliringni ayan ⱪilimiz.
