< Psalms 45 >

1 For the Leader; upon Shoshannim; a Psalm of the sons of Korah. Maschil. A Song of loves. My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter; I say: 'My work is concerning a king'; my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, «Niluperler» dégen ahangda oqulsun dep, Korahning oghullirigha tapshurulghan, «söyümlük yar üchün» dégen «Masqil» munajat-naxsha: — Qelbimdin güzel ish toghrisida sözler urghup chiqmaqta; Padishahqa béghishlighan munajitimni éytimen; Tilim goya mahir shairning qelimidur;
2 Thou art fairer than the children of men; grace is poured upon thy lips; therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
Insan baliliri ichide sen eng güzeldursen; Lewliring shapaet bilen toldurulghandur; Shunga Xuda sanga menggüge rehmet qildi.
3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, thy glory and thy majesty.
I büyük bolghuchi, Qilichingni asqin yéninggha, Heywiting we shanu-shewkiting bilen!
4 And in thy majesty prosper, ride on, in behalf of truth and meekness and righteousness; and let thy right hand teach thee tremendous things.
Heqiqet, kemterlik hem adaletni algha sürüshke atlan’ghiningda, Shanu-shewket ichide ghelibe bilen algha bas! Shuning bilen ong qolung özüngge karamet qorqunchluq ishlarni körsitidu!
5 Thine arrows are sharp — the peoples fall under thee — they sink into the heart of the king's enemies.
Séning oqliring ötkürdur, Ular padishahning düshmenlirining yürikige sanjilidu; Pütün eller ayighinggha yiqitilidu.
6 Thy throne given of God is for ever and ever; a sceptre of equity is the sceptre of thy kingdom.
Séning texting, i Xuda, ebedil’ebedliktur; Padishahliqingdiki Shahane hasang, adaletning hasisidur.
7 Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated wickedness; therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
Sen heqqaniyliqni söyüp, rezillikke nepretlinip kelgensen; Shunga Xuda, yeni séning Xudaying, séni hemrahliringdin üstün qilip shadliq méyi bilen mesih qildi.
8 Myrrh, and aloes, and cassia are all thy garments; out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made thee glad.
Séning kiyimliringdin murmekki, muetter we darchin hidi kélidu; Pil chishi sarayliridiki sazendilerning tarliq sazliri séni xursen qilidu.
9 Kings' daughters are among thy favourites; at thy right hand doth stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
Padishahlarning melikiliri hörmetlik kénizekliringning qatarididur; Xanishing Ofirdiki sap altun [zibu-zinetlerni] taqap ong qolungda turidu;
10 'Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father's house;
«Anglighin, i qizim, körgin, sözlirimge qulaq salghin; Öz qebileng we ata jemetingni untup qal!
11 So shall the king desire thy beauty; for he is thy lord; and do homage unto him.
Shuning bilen padishah güzel jamalinggha meptun bolidu; U séning xojang, sen uninggha sejde qil».
12 And, O daughter of Tyre, the richest of the people shall entreat thy favour with a gift.'
Tur shehirining qizi [aldingda] sowgha bilen hazir bolidu; Xalayiq arisidiki baylar séning shapaitingni kütidu;
13 All glorious is the king's daughter within the palace; her raiment is of chequer work inwrought with gold.
Shahane qizning ichki dunyasi pütünley parlaqtur, Uning kiyimlirimu zer bilen keshtilen’gen;
14 She shall be led unto the king on richly woven stuff; the virgins her companions in her train being brought unto thee.
U keshtilik kiyimler bilen padishahning huzurigha keltürülidu; Keynidin uninggha qoldash kénizeklermu bille yéninggha élip kélinidu;
15 They shall be led with gladness and rejoicing; they shall enter into the king's palace.
Ular xushal-xuram, shadliq ichide bashlap kélinidu; Ular birlikte padishahning ordisigha kirishidu.
16 Instead of thy fathers shall be thy sons, whom thou shalt make princes in all the land.
«Ata-bowiliringning ornigha oghulliring chiqidu; Sen ularni pütkül jahan’gha hakim qilisen.
17 I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations; therefore shall the peoples praise thee for ever and ever.
Men séning namingni ewladdin-ewladqa yad etküzimen; Shunglashqa barliq qowmlar séni ebedil’ebedgiche medhiyileydu».

< Psalms 45 >