Psalms 122

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. BY DAVID. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, “We go to the house of YHWH.”

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» Ular manga: «Perwerdigarning öyige chiqayli» — déginide, Shadlandim.

2 Our feet have been standing in your gates, O Jerusalem!

Putlirimiz derwaziliring ichide turushqa nésip boldi, i Yérusalém!

3 Jerusalem—the built one—[Is] as a city that is joined to itself together.

I Yérusalém, sen jipsilashturulup retlik sélin’ghan bir sheherdursen;

4 For there tribes have gone up, Tribes of YAH, companies of Israel, To give thanks to the Name of YHWH.

Qebililer u yerge chiqidu, Yahning qebililiri chiqidu; Israilgha bérilgen körsetme boyiche, Perwerdigarning namigha teshekkür éytish üchün chiqidu.

5 For there thrones of judgment have sat, Thrones of the house of David.

Chünki u yerde höküm chiqirishqa textler sélindi, Dawutning jemetidikilerge textler sélindi.

6 Ask [for] the peace of Jerusalem, Those loving you are at rest.

Yérusalémning aman-xatirjemlikini izdep dua qilinglar; Séni söygenler ronaq tapidu.

7 Peace is in your bulwark, rest in your high places,

Istihkamliring ichide aman-xatirjemlik bolsun, Ordiliring ichide awat-aramliq bolsun!

8 For the sake of my brothers and my companions, Please let me speak, “Peace [be] in you.”

Qérindashlirim hem yar-buraderlirim üchün, Men: «Aman-xatirjemlik ichingde bolsun» — deymen.

9 For the sake of the house of our God YHWH, I seek good for you!

Perwerdigar Xudayimizning öyi üchün, Séning ronaq tépishinggha intilimen!