Psalms 79
1 A PSALM OF ASAPH. O God, nations have come into Your inheritance, They have defiled Your holy temple, They made Jerusalem become heaps,
Asaf yazghan küy: — I Xuda, eller Öz mirasinggha bösüp kirdi; Ular Séning muqeddes ibadetxanangni bulghidi; Yérusalémni döwe-döwe xarabilerge aylandurdi.
2 They gave the dead bodies of Your servants [As] food for the birds of the heavens, The flesh of Your saints For the wild beast of the earth.
Ular qulliringning jesetlirini asmandiki uchar-qanatlargha yem qilip, Mömin bendiliringning etlirini daladiki haywanatlargha tashlap berdi.
3 They have shed their blood As water around Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
Ular xelqingning qanlirini Yérusalém etrapida sudek aqquzdi, Jesetlirini kömgili birer ademmu qaldurmidi.
4 We have been a reproach to our neighbors, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
Qoshnilirimiz aldida reswagha qalduq, Etrapimizdikilerge mesxire we mazaq obyékti bolduq.
5 Until when, O YHWH? Are You angry forever? Your jealousy burns as fire.
Qachan’ghiche, i Perwerdigar? Sen menggüge ghezeplinemsen? Séning yüriking ot bolup örtiniwéremdu?
6 Pour Your fury on the nations who have not known You, And on kingdoms that have not called on Your Name.
Qehringni Séni tonumighan eller üstige, Namingni bilmigen padishahliqlar üstige tökkeysen!
7 For [one] has devoured Jacob, And they have made his habitation desolate.
Chünki ular Yaqupni yalmap, Uning makanini xarabilikke aylanduruwetti.
8 Do not remember for us the iniquities of forefathers, Hurry, let Your mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
Ata-bowilirimizning qebihliklirini bizge hésablimighaysen; Rehimdilliqliring bizning yénimizgha chapsan kelgey! Chünki biz intayin pes ehwalgha chüshürülduq.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, Because of the glory of Your Name, And deliver us, and cover over our sins, For Your Name’s sake.
Öz namingning shöhriti üchün bizge yardem qilghaysen, i nijatliqimizning Xudasi, Naming üchün bizni qutquzghaysen, gunahlirimizni kafaret qilip kechürgeysen;
10 Why do the nations say, “Where [is] their God?” Let [it] be known among the nations before our eyes, The vengeance of the blood of Your servants that is shed.
Eller némishqa: «Ularning Xudasi qeyerde?» dep mazaq qilishidu? Qulliring tökken qan qerzining hésabi eller arisida, köz aldimizda qilinsun.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before You, According to the greatness of Your arm, Leave the sons of death.
Esirlerning ah-zarliri aldinggha kelgey; Bilikingning ulughluqi bilen, ölümge buyrulghanlarni saqlighaysen.
12 And return to our neighbors, Sevenfold to their bosom, their reproach, With which they reproached You, O Lord.
I Reb, yat qoshnilirimizning Sanga qilghan zor haqaritini yette hesse qoshup özlirige, Yeni ularning ichi-baghrigha qayturghaysen;
13 And we, Your people, and the flock of Your pasture, We give thanks to You for all time, We recount Your praise from generation to generation!
Shundaq qilip, Séning xelqing — Özüng baqqan qoyliring bolghan bizler, Sanga menggüge teshekkürler éytimiz, Ewladtin ewladqiche Séning medhiyiliringni ayan qilimiz.
