< Psalms 60 >

1 “To the chief musician upon Shushan'eduth, a Michtham of David, to teach, When he fought with Aram-naharayim, and with Aram-zobah, and Joab returned, and smote of Edom in the Salt Valley twelve thousand [men].” O God, thou hast cast us off, thou hast made a breach in us, thou hast been displeased: restore now unto us [thy favor].
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Guwaⱨliⱪ nilupǝri» degǝn aⱨangda oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan «Mihtam» küyi: — (Dawut Aram-Naⱨaraim wǝ Aram-Zobaⱨdiki Suriyǝliklǝr bilǝn jǝng ⱪilƣanda, [uning sǝrdari bolƣan] Yoab jǝnggǝ ⱪayta berip, «Xor wadisi»da Edomdikilǝrdin on ikki ming ǝskǝrni ⱪiliqliƣan qaƣda yezilƣan) I Huda, Sǝn bizni qǝtkǝ ⱪaⱪting; Bizni parǝ-parǝ ⱪiliwǝtting, Sǝn bizdin rǝnjiding; Əmdi bizni yeningƣa ⱪayturƣin!
2 Thou hast caused the earth to quake; thou hast split it: heal her breaches; for she is moved.
Sǝn zeminni tǝwritip yeriwǝtkǝniding; Əmdi uning bɵsüklirini saⱪaytⱪaysǝn; Qünki u dǝldǝngxip kǝtti!
3 Thou hast caused thy people to see hard things: thou hast made us to drink the wine of confusion.
Sǝn Ɵz hǝlⱪinggǝ külpǝt-harliⱪlarni kɵrgüzdüng; Sǝn bizgǝ alaⱪzadilikning xarabini iqküzdüng.
4 Thou hast given to those that fear thee a banner, to elevate themselves, because of the truth. (Selah)
Sǝn Ɵzüngdin ǝyminidiƣanlarƣa tuƣ tiklǝp bǝrgǝnsǝn; U ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝtni ayan ⱪilixⱪa kɵtürülidu. (Selaⱨ)
5 In order that thy beloved may be delivered: help with thy right hand, and answer me.
Ɵz sɵygǝnliring nijatliⱪ tepixi üqün, Ong ⱪolung bilǝn ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn, [Duayimni] ijabǝt ⱪilƣaysǝn.
6 God hath spoken in his holiness: I will exult, I will divide Shechem, and the valley of Succoth will I measure out.
Huda Ɵz pak-muⱪǝddǝslikidǝ xundaⱪ degǝn: — «Mǝn tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilimǝn, Mǝn Xǝkǝm diyarini bɵlüp berimǝn, Sukkot wadisini [tǝⱪsim ⱪilixⱪa] ɵlqǝymǝn.
7 Mine is Gil'ad, and mine is Menasseh; Ephraim also is the strong-hold of my head; of Judah are my chiefs;
Gilead Manga mǝnsuptur, Manassǝⱨmu Manga mǝnsuptur; Əfraim bolsa beximdiki dubulƣamdur, Yǝⱨuda Mening ǝmr-pǝrman qiⱪarƣuqimdur;
8 Moab is my washpot; upon Edom will I cast my shoe: Philistia, triumph thou but over me.
Moab Mening yuyunux jawurumdur; Edomƣa qoruⱪumni taxlaymǝn; Filistiyǝ, Mening sǝwǝbimdin tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilinglar!»
9 Who will bring me into the fortified city? who will lead me as far as Edom?
Kim Meni bu mustǝⱨkǝm xǝⱨǝrgǝ baxlap kirǝlisun? Kim Meni Edomƣa elip baralisun?
10 Behold, it is thou, O God, who hast cast us off; and thou, O God, goest not forth with our armies.
I Huda, Sǝn bizni rasttinla qǝtkǝ ⱪaⱪtingmu? Ⱪoxunlirimiz bilǝn billǝ jǝnggǝ qiⱪmamsǝn?
11 Give us help against the assailant; for vain is the help of man.
Bizni zulumlardin ⱪutuluxⱪa yardǝmlǝxkǝysǝn, Qünki insanning yardimi bikardur!
12 Through God shall we do valiantly: and he it is that will tread down our assailants.
Huda arⱪiliⱪ biz qoⱪum baturluⱪ kɵrsitimiz; Bizgǝ zulum ⱪilƣuqilarni qǝyligüqi dǝl U Ɵzidur!

< Psalms 60 >