Psalms 90
1 A prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, thou hast bene our habitation from generation to generation.
Xudaning adimi bolghan Musaning duasi: — Ya Rebbim, Sen barliq dewrde bizge makan bolup kéliwatisen;
2 Before the mountaines were made, and before thou hadst formed the earth, and the world, euen from euerlasting to euerlasting thou art our God.
Taghlar wujudqa kelmestin burun, Sen yer we alemni shekillendürmestin burun, Ezeldin ebedgiche Tengridursen.
3 Thou turnest man to destruction: againe thou sayest, Returne, ye sonnes of Adam.
Sen insanni tupraqqa aylandurup: — «Hey, insan baliliri, qaytinglar!» — deysen.
4 For a thousande yeeres in thy sight are as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
Mana, Séning neziringde ming yil — Ötüp ketken tünügünki bir kün, Tündiki bir jésektur, xalas.
5 Thou hast ouerflowed them: they are as a sleepe: in the morning he groweth like the grasse:
Sen ademlerni su tashqinidek élip kétisen, Ular ötüp ketken bir uyqudek, Tang seherde ünüp chiqqan ot-chöpke oxshaydu —
6 In the morning it florisheth and groweth, but in the euening it is cut downe and withereth.
Etigende ular kökirip ünidu, Kéchisi bolsa késilip, soliship kéter.
7 For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
Chünki biz gheziping bilen yoqaymiz, Qehring bilen dekke-dükkide qalimiz.
8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, and our secret sinnes in the light of thy countenance.
Sen qebihliklirimizni köz aldinggha, Yoshurun qilmishlirimizni jamalingning nuri aldigha qoydung.
9 For all our dayes are past in thine anger: we haue spent our yeeres as a thought.
Barliq künlirimiz dergheziping astida ötüp kétidu, Yillirimizni bir uh tartish bilenla tügitimiz.
10 The time of our life is threescore yeeres and ten, and if they be of strength, fourescore yeeres: yet their strength is but labour and sorowe: for it is cut off quickly, and we flee away.
Ömrimizning yilliri yetmish yil, Maghdurimiz bar bolsa seksen yil; Biraq ularning pexri japa we bihudiliktur; Hayat tézlik bilen üzer, Mana, biz uchup kettuq.
11 Who knoweth the power of thy wrath? for according to thy feare is thine anger.
Sanga bolghan hörmet-eyminishning az-köplükige qarap hésablinidighan, Achchiqingning shidditini kim bilsun?
12 Teach vs so to nomber our dayes, that we may apply our heartes vnto wisdome.
Shunga könglimizni danaliqqa qoyushimiz üchün, Künlirimizni sanashni bizge ögetkeysen!
13 Returne (O Lord, howe long?) and be pacified toward thy seruants.
Yénimizgha qaytqaysen, i Perwerdigar, Séni qachan’ghiche...?! Qulliringgha rehim qilghaysen!
14 Fill vs with thy mercie in the morning: so shall we reioyce and be glad all our dayes.
Bizni etigende özgermes muhebbiting bilen qandurghaysen; Undaqta barliq künlirimizde küylerni yangritip shadlinimiz.
15 Comfort vs according to the dayes that thou hast afflicted vs, and according to the yeeres that we haue seene euill.
Sen bizni japagha chömgen künlerge asasen, Külpetni körgen yillirimizgha asasen yene xursen qilghin!
16 Let thy worke bee seene towarde thy seruants, and thy glory vpon their children.
Ulugh ishliring qulliringgha körün’gey, Shanu-shewkiting ularning oghullirighimu ashkara bolghay!
17 And let the beautie of the Lord our God be vpon vs, and direct thou the worke of our hands vpon vs, euen direct the worke of our handes.
Perwerdigar Xudayimizning shérin merhemiti üstimizde bolghay, Qolimizning ishlirini üstimizge beriketlik qilghaysen, Berheq, qolimizning ishlirini beriketlik qilghaysen!
