Psalms 84
1 TO THE OVERSEER. ON THE GITTITH. A PSALM OF THE SONS OF KORAH. How beloved Your dwelling places, YHWH of Hosts!
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, «Gittif»ta chélinsun dep, Korahning oghulliri üchün yézilghan küy: — Makanliring neqeder ezizdur, Samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar!
2 My soul desired, indeed, it has also been consumed, For the courts of YHWH, My heart and my flesh cry aloud to the living God,
Jénim Perwerdigarning hoylilirigha teshna bolup, Séghinip hetta halidin kétidu, Dilim we etlirim hayat Tengrige telmürüp nida qilidu;
3 Even a sparrow has found a house, And a swallow a nest for herself, Where she has placed her brood—Your altars, O YHWH of Hosts, My king and my God.
Mana, hetta mubarek quchqachmu bir makanni tapqan, Qarlighachmu özige hem bala tughidighan uwa yasaydighan jayni tapqan, — Yeni Séning qurban’gahliringdin, I samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar, — Méning Padishahim, méning Xudayim!
4 O the blessedness of those inhabiting Your house, Yet they praise You. (Selah)
Séning öyüngde turuwatqanlar bextliktur! Ular üzlüksiz Séni medhiyileydu. (Sélah)
5 O the blessedness of a man whose strength is in You, Highways [are] in their heart.
Küch-qudriti Sendin bolghan kishi bextliktur — Qelbide kötürülme yollar bolghanlar;
6 Those passing through a valley of weeping make it a spring, The early rain covers it with pools.
Yigha wadisidin ötkende, Ular uni bulaqliqqa aylandurar; Berheq, küz yamghurliri uni beriketlerge tolduridu.
7 They go from strength to strength, He appears to God in Zion.
Ular küchige-küch ulap méngiwéridu; Herbiri Zion’gha yétip kélip, Xudaning huzurida hazir bolidu.
8 O YHWH, God of Hosts, hear my prayer, Give ear, O God of Jacob. (Selah)
I samawiy qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar, duayimni anglighaysen; I Yaqupning Xudasi, qulaq salghaysen! (Sélah)
9 Our shield, see, O God, And behold the face of Your anointed,
Qara, i qalqinimiz bolghan Xuda, Özüng mesih qilghiningning yüzige iltipat bilen qarighin!
10 For a day in Your courts [is] good, O Teacher! I have chosen rather to be at the threshold, In the house of my God, Than to dwell in tents of wickedness.
Chünki Séning hoyliliringda ötken bir kün Bashqa yerde ötken ming kündin eladur; Rezillerning chédirliride yashighandin köre, Xudayimning öyining bosughisida turghinim yaxshidur.
11 For YHWH God [is] a sun and a shield, YHWH gives grace and glory. He does not withhold good To those walking in uprightness.
Perwerdigar Xuda quyash we qalqandur, Perwerdigar shapaet we shan-shöhret bexsh étidu; Durus mangghanlardin U herqandaq iltipatni héch ayimaydu;
12 YHWH of Hosts! O the blessedness of a man trusting in You.
Samawiy qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar, Bextliktur Sanga tayan’ghan insan!
